I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
The Wind Stops Screaming
No storm is so bad that you can't learn something from it. You can grow in a storm. You can thrive. Rain cleans the air.
Thank you so much. I cried for an hour straight last night over exams and I think I almost failed Chemistry, but oh well. It's okay. Things will get better.
I want the wind to stop screaming. I'm just afraid it somehow won't, and I'll be lost somewhere between the raging storm and the rain that I need. Help me make it stop. Please.
I can't make it stop but I can tell you this sometimes the rainfall is just inside your head. And it's screaming at you to listen to the tears you cry and to remember the sound, it's begging you not to forget. To hold on and to let go. If you were trapped inside you and you had no voice, how would you caution yourself from the dangers that break your heart? Its all there its all inside just listen part the scream, listen for the love, you'll never take yourself for granted ever again.
I can't make it stop but I can tell you this sometimes the rainfall is just inside your head. And it's screaming at you to listen to the tears you cry and to remember the sound, it's begging you not to forget. To hold on and to let go. If you were trapped inside you and you had no voice, how would you caution yourself from the dangers that break your heart? Its all there its all inside just listen part the scream, listen for the love, you'll never take yourself for granted ever again.
You know those days when you force yourself to get up in the morning. Those times when you have to force yourself to get through this hour. And the next. Where you wear your smile like make-up. You force yourself to laugh. You tell yourself to snap out if it because if you don't everything will fall to pieces. I know these days. I know these hours. But I keep reminding myself that everything in our lives is here as a vehicle for our transformation. Use it! Turn every situation around. Decipher the message. Make use of the hard times. There is always a turning point. There is always a way through. There is always a way. We are so much stronger than we think. We hold every key. All my love and prayers to you xxx
No storm is so bad that you can't learn something from it. You can grow in a storm. You can thrive. Rain cleans the air.
I sense a whole new level of amazing if we're going to get colour photos from now on. . .
ReplyDeleteThank you so much. I cried for an hour straight last night over exams and I think I almost failed Chemistry, but oh well. It's okay. Things will get better.
ReplyDeleteAnon: it's unlikely that there will be much colour stuff... i find it really hard to shoot, and miss being able to develop it myself.
ReplyDeleteWhen it's good it's really good. When it's bad i go to pieces! :)
I could say I live in a storm but no,no I would be too ungratful.
ReplyDeletelife's good most of the days.
I think I'm happy.
For no specific reason :)
Well, E., that's the best reason to be happy. For no reason at all. For then it's less likely to go away.
ReplyDeletethank you so much for this. i needed this tonight.
ReplyDeleteOnce again, you manage to brighten up my day, Iain.
ReplyDeleteI see the rain as a ritual of cleansing, as something that allows us to begin again anew.
ReplyDeleteRad ass photo, Jon (:
ReplyDeleteI love you.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I needed to hear this, so fucking much.
ReplyDeleteRain cleans the air.
ReplyDeleteHow true true true.
Beautiful photo.
Rain cleans the air. I love you.
ReplyDeleteI want the wind to stop screaming.
ReplyDeleteI'm just afraid it somehow won't, and I'll be lost somewhere between the raging storm and the rain that I need.
Help me make it stop.
Please.
I can't make it stop but I can tell you this sometimes the rainfall is just inside your head. And it's screaming at you to listen to the tears you cry and to remember the sound, it's begging you not to forget. To hold on and to let go.
ReplyDeleteIf you were trapped inside you and you had no voice, how would you caution yourself from the dangers that break your heart?
Its all there its all inside just listen part the scream, listen for the love, you'll never take yourself for granted ever again.
I can't make it stop but I can tell you this sometimes the rainfall is just inside your head. And it's screaming at you to listen to the tears you cry and to remember the sound, it's begging you not to forget. To hold on and to let go.
ReplyDeleteIf you were trapped inside you and you had no voice, how would you caution yourself from the dangers that break your heart?
Its all there its all inside just listen part the scream, listen for the love, you'll never take yourself for granted ever again.
This is your most powerful quote, in my opinion. As a victim of Hurricane Katrina, this has a literal surreality for me. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteYou know those days when you force yourself to get up in the morning. Those times when you have to force yourself to get through this hour. And the next. Where you wear your smile like make-up. You force yourself to laugh. You tell yourself to snap out if it because if you don't everything will fall to pieces. I know these days. I know these hours. But I keep reminding myself that everything in our lives is here as a vehicle for our transformation. Use it! Turn every situation around. Decipher the message. Make use of the hard times. There is always a turning point. There is always a way through. There is always a way. We are so much stronger than we think. We hold every key. All my love and prayers to you xxx
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