tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815414794482894114.post516164636205609541..comments2023-10-10T07:04:37.427-07:00Comments on Breaking the Silence: Not What I Expected (About Expectations)LGBT Voiceshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04588389608055410787noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815414794482894114.post-8034755338884027552011-11-15T20:11:26.959-07:002011-11-15T20:11:26.959-07:00Everything changes....except for one thing: everyt...Everything changes....except for one thing: everything changes. :)<br /><br />And yes, everything IS made of music. And love. And maybe raspberries. But they're all the same thing anyway.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03843841715950263247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815414794482894114.post-62010569661001727162011-11-11T13:49:26.143-07:002011-11-11T13:49:26.143-07:00uh...uhhuh. pressureful. foreignity. confliction. ...uh...uhhuh. pressureful. foreignity. confliction. mayhaps. <br /><br />of course you can only speak for yourself just as I can only speak for myself, but I do think that your line struck a chord with my soul--probably because every little tiny thing once you get smaller than atoms and all that is made of music...--and I recognized that there's a lot of truth to the idea of beauty coming from listening to your heart, living your own truth (even as it changes). <br /><br />I think I"ve been taught by society to view goals and dreams as something I have to decide now and stick with until it's been complete. I'm starting to realize that I don't need to do that--I really can let myself change and become something different; I can value things other than what I think I "should" value simply because I once gave it special significance. <br /><br />hmmm.TA Demingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07208290063433622691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815414794482894114.post-17320335888650656352011-11-11T13:10:18.210-07:002011-11-11T13:10:18.210-07:00Pressureful??? Uh....:)
And you hit it right on t...Pressureful??? Uh....:)<br /><br />And you hit it right on the nose. Honoring your own truth is risky. We can't ever really know what's going to happen. BUT (and this is a big but), the beating bloody heart is where the good stuff is! Notice, though, that the first part of that sencence is "in my experience." I can't speak for anyone else's journies. All I know is that as I've been willing to sacrifice anything (and I really mean ANYTHING and EVERYTHING), the universe (god, higher power, spirit, lordisa...whatever you want to call it) has poured out so much beauty and love that it's overwhelming (really...it's kinda freaky). <br /><br />But yes, there is a huge risk. Living in the unknown is risky and, well, unknown.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03843841715950263247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815414794482894114.post-3843703683725429422011-11-11T12:33:28.027-07:002011-11-11T12:33:28.027-07:00amen.
It's really funny because since I poste...amen.<br /><br />It's really funny because since I posted on sunday, I've been thinking more about this topic, and reading what others have to say on it and my brain is doing the same things as yours. I'm not sure what my opinions are. I still feel like I'm being held and holding myself to a lot of expectations generated by society...but I wonder which ones are okay for me to keep around, if any. <br /><br />I like the idea of following your heart. And I think it's cool that people can do their own thing (like couples not even moving in together) even when social expectations are so prevalent and kind of pressureful in some regards. <br /><br />I'm not sure what to make of your last line (before the amen part). Maybe I'm just scared of honoring my own truth all the way down to the beating bloody heart...I'm never sure what sacrifices I'm willing to make. I love the idea of taking risks, but it scares the hell outta me.<br />I want that beauty.TA Demingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07208290063433622691noreply@blogger.com