I found some notes in my phone from a trip to LA earlier this year… I’m still baffled at how I actually fit a semi-normal holiday in 2020 too! I was so taken back by how timely it was for me that I decided to turn it into a blog for ya’ll!
Los Angeles is crazy, nuts, bonkers! Flying into LAX airport we saw non-stop blocks of houses and concrete stretched out for miles and miles, literally farther than my eye could see. Coming from Australia and growing up in a small coastal town, my mind was well and truly blown! Spending some time in the actual city and of course traffic jams, it really made a lot of sense why cities make people feel so stressed out and even depressed.
All around us is non-stop marketing, music, adds… all vying for our attention, all seeking our time. Yet what happens when we give our time away? we lose our own, for everything in life is a trade off… we give hours to the TV, to our screens; sometimes we don’t even realise we didn’t get to do what we want to do because we get used to the patterns of it all, we get used to it because it’s what everyone else is doing too… so it’s okay right?
Yet how often to we make our own creativity a priority? Do you know what your creativity gives you? Your own mind, thoughts, desires, joys, wanderings, words, art… it's your own uniqueness that says more about you than a screen could ever tell you who you are.
So there in an Uber, driving through down town LA, the car so covered in shade from all the buildings, I found myself craving the sunshine. It sparked something in me… what am I doing with my time? what do I love doing? like I loved and wanted the sunshine - I needed to be rid of the tall, grey, dark buildings looming over me.
So this is just a little ‘post it’ note if you will, a reminder to find out what is of value and worth, what is worth the value of your time? For me, I needed to write, to find joy in journalling, in poetry and story-telling, and this is where the below poem came from, in an Uber in downtown LA, I hope it brings a smile to your precious, beautiful dial!
Write words on pages,
for every one of life’s seasons and stages.
Stories, poetry, prose and rhymes,
it’s these I’ll jott down, every single time.
To know you are not alone,
gives us strength to our very bones.
Days get tough, nights seem long.
Even if it be so faint, let hope be a resounding song.
You were made with love,
from the heavens above.
Your life has meaning,
just as the sun is made for light beaming.
You may not feel it or see it yet,
but take the path of life and love – you will feel peace I absolutely bet!
And on that road,
let go of that heavy load.
Time is a gift,
use it wisely as you uplift.
Take the time to sit and reflect,
On all the grounds of growth and seasons you’ve trekked.
Write words on pages,
at every one of life’s seasons and stages.
BIGGEST LOVE
O.J.S xx