The other day, I was listening to my friend describe her road trip home to Ohio. As she was driving through Indiana, she began to cry. The surroundings and environment were so familiar to her that she felt like she was home, even though she wasn't. Yet.
As I was sitting there my brain was freaking out
*Attention. Attention. Life Metaphor. This is a Life Metaphor. Attention.*
While we are away from our Heavenly home, we often see and feel things that bring so much peace, and we wonder why. Well, I know why. It reminds us of home, heaven, our Heavenly Father.
Oceans, animals, music, friends, family, words - all of them are put here to remind us of a more familiar place. I can't wait to go home.
And that's what Jenny thinks.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Road Map
Today, I had the fabulous opportunity to sing in a masterclass, where the master was Dolora Zajick. While she may not be the most endearing person, she definitely motivates you to become better. Within 12 minutes of working with me, she bluntly told me, "You are a self-protected person. You need to loosen up and let it all hang out."
I wanted to say, "Really?! How'd you guess?" with a very sarcastic tone in my voice. I think every teacher of mine has come to this conclusion in a similar, ridiculously short, amount of time.
Ms. Zajick was right. Yes, I am a very self-protected, self-conscious person. It comes with my horrible perfectionist mentality. I've known this for years, and now she knows. What she doesn't know is where I've been and how far I've come.
It got me thinking. Wouldn't it be nice if every time you met someone, they also handed you a road map of where they've been and where they are headed?
But then again, relationships wouldn't be necessary and getting to know someone would be superfluous. The mystery and discovery of the "relationship" process would be lost completely. But just thinking about this idea motivates me to find out more about who my friends really are. Where have you been? What makes you the person you are today? Think for a second or two.
And that's what Jenny thinks.
I wanted to say, "Really?! How'd you guess?" with a very sarcastic tone in my voice. I think every teacher of mine has come to this conclusion in a similar, ridiculously short, amount of time.
Ms. Zajick was right. Yes, I am a very self-protected, self-conscious person. It comes with my horrible perfectionist mentality. I've known this for years, and now she knows. What she doesn't know is where I've been and how far I've come.
It got me thinking. Wouldn't it be nice if every time you met someone, they also handed you a road map of where they've been and where they are headed?
But then again, relationships wouldn't be necessary and getting to know someone would be superfluous. The mystery and discovery of the "relationship" process would be lost completely. But just thinking about this idea motivates me to find out more about who my friends really are. Where have you been? What makes you the person you are today? Think for a second or two.
And that's what Jenny thinks.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Tag, you're it!
Do you remember when you were little and you would play tag? There was a home base, or just a "base" where no one could harm you. No one could touch you. Some kids wouldn't leave the base for fear of getting caught. But most kids were satisfied running around and coming home occasionally to catch their breath.
Last night, I caught my breath. I love all of my friends, and each helps me in an extraordinary way. But I will always have a home base - friends I can turn to, be safe with, and return to the world, running with renewed courage. It doesn't matter that we haven't seen each other in months or even years. And it especially doesn't matter when our lives change so much, you're not sure it will ever be the same. It's not the same, it's better, like cheese or wine (so I've heard).
Every day, I am left to wonder what I did to be blessed with so many wonderful friends. As Julie Andrews sings in the sound of music,
"I must have done something good."
And that's what Jenny thinks.
Last night, I caught my breath. I love all of my friends, and each helps me in an extraordinary way. But I will always have a home base - friends I can turn to, be safe with, and return to the world, running with renewed courage. It doesn't matter that we haven't seen each other in months or even years. And it especially doesn't matter when our lives change so much, you're not sure it will ever be the same. It's not the same, it's better, like cheese or wine (so I've heard).
Every day, I am left to wonder what I did to be blessed with so many wonderful friends. As Julie Andrews sings in the sound of music,
"I must have done something good."
And that's what Jenny thinks.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
I remember days
How to make all of your days good:
Don't rely on the energy from the bag of cookie dough you just ate
Think ahead and charge your ipod (or a friends' ipod) before work
Don't let good friends make you eat bad things
Read your scriptures in the MORNING. (why must I always forget this one).
Sleep
Work hard
(Now, if only I could think about these things at the beginning of the day - not at the end)
And that's what Jenny thinks
Don't rely on the energy from the bag of cookie dough you just ate
Think ahead and charge your ipod (or a friends' ipod) before work
Don't let good friends make you eat bad things
Read your scriptures in the MORNING. (why must I always forget this one).
Sleep
Work hard
(Now, if only I could think about these things at the beginning of the day - not at the end)
And that's what Jenny thinks
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Happen
I cannot believe the happenings of the last few months. I am overwhelmed by the new creature I have become. Opera, friends, mission call, temple, family vacation - a drink, blended and chopped together, that I partook, not knowing how it would affect every fiber of my being. Not only does the newness burn in my heart, but it also sparks in my fingers and toes.
My tongue yearns to taste the past months' experiences again. But the mind is wise and knows that one cannot look back. One must progress and combine new ingredients to make me into an even better individual.
I wish I could describe how becoming Beatrice, opening my mission call, or my renewed love for family affected me, but words will never suffice the spirit and happiness I feel inside. Giddy, content, full. My heart just doesn't know what to do with itself anymore.
If what they say is true, if progression truly does equal happiness, than I must move on. But I cannot and will not forget what I have learned and who I have become.
Onward ho!
And that's what Jenny thinks.
My tongue yearns to taste the past months' experiences again. But the mind is wise and knows that one cannot look back. One must progress and combine new ingredients to make me into an even better individual.
I wish I could describe how becoming Beatrice, opening my mission call, or my renewed love for family affected me, but words will never suffice the spirit and happiness I feel inside. Giddy, content, full. My heart just doesn't know what to do with itself anymore.
If what they say is true, if progression truly does equal happiness, than I must move on. But I cannot and will not forget what I have learned and who I have become.
Onward ho!
And that's what Jenny thinks.
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