Meant to Shine

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

by Marianne Williamson

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Day 02: Your Least Favorite Song

Greetings Followers-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named,

Welcome to Day 02 of the 30 Day Song Challenge! I know it's been a rough road, but with a little perseverance I know we can make it through together. So today's theme is my least favorite song which just so happens to be...

"Teardrops on my Guitar" by Taylor Swift. As a former and sometimes current fan of Miss T-Swift, I have given myself permission to say that. I find the lyrics to be more cheesy than normal, the melody to be the usual Swifty sweet lines, and I have a whole lot of trouble relating to the song. [This is a real problem, considering that is often her only goal.] I also have a problem with the overused boy troubles theme. Got it, honey, you love him, he doesn't love you, but he'd be better with you, or wait are you better off without him? Yea! You're too good for him, you know what? F&%# guys. Let's sing about it.

I will admit that I have danced around in my socks to Taylor's "Our Song" and waited for the day that I find my "Mary's Song" kind of boy. However, I can only be delighted by so many male-oriented songs. Sometimes, I'm selfish, sometimes, I like to sing about me. Or other things. Like fried chicken.

Sorry to any non-followers that I've offended. What do I really know? I'm just new at life. [Haha. You see what I did there. That's the blog name.] But here's to crying over cheesy [but less than musically inspiring] love songs, the perfect or not-so-perfect male subjects of said songs, and other songs about things like fried chicken.

Now, I'm going to let you finish... [Sorry, couldn't resist the Kanye joke.]
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