What would it be like to scale the highest mountain?
What would it be like to catch the rose before the curtains close?
What would it be like to stand on the podium in triumph and listen to the crowd adore your accomplishment, to be applauding you?
Yes, you!
What would it be like?
Can you hear them?
Listen, listen closely.
What would it be like to come home after a successful day, not having made too many mistakes, not having forgotten an appointment, not having been chastised or punished?
What would it be like to sit down, open your books and diligently work on your homework and finish it too?
Listen, listen closely.
Can you hear them now?
Take a moment, relax, and cut the chatter in your mind, focus.
You can hear them. I know you can.
You’re just lazy, you’re just not interested enough. You’re just no good for nothing and will never do anything that matters, if you don’t apply yourself. After all, you can do better if you set your mind to it, if you just want to.
Live without any excuses and you will be better for it!
So they say…
I wonder though, what would it be like to live in a world without stigmas, without jumping to conclusions and judgment? What would that be like?
I wonder what it would be like if more people cared, if they shared, if they showed empathy and understanding?
What would that be like?
Can you hear them?
Listen, listen closely.
Can you hear them now?
Listen…
~Bryan
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Bryan,What would it/that be like? I ask that question every day. The endless chatter in my mind. Thats the big one. I listen. But I can’t hear, or I don’t hear…..or I only hear what I want to hear? I think about this alot, and I know that only I can answer that. Great advice Bryan! I’m gonna focus on relaxing, when I get moment. First I gotta find the scissors to cut the ole chatter(lol).
Cut Cut Cut!!!
I had a sixth grade teacher that always told me to cut the chatter, and I always looked at her wondering what she was talking about – I was the quietest person in the class, but my legs bounced around a lot
Bryan thanks for that is so true . I put it on my homepage on facebbook. they loved it. We all can do whatever we put are minds too. If we all lived through all that negative stuff that goes through are minds we would never accomplish anything. I was verbally abused four twelve yrs. and if I let those words take up my life . I wouldnt’ be here today to write to you. Live your life to fullest because, you never know when it could be your last day on this earth. god has got me through all of this and still does to this day. And definetly relax and take in everyday.
Thank you for sharing Sherry
I think you’re right when you say that if we allow the negative stuff to rule, we pretty much won’t accomplish much!
Painful memories and experiences, never quite fitting in, beaten down with those hurtful remarks I can also hear resounding in my head that I often try hard to push aside and bury.
Little support and understanding by those whom I’d counted on, looked up to for reassurance that everything would be ok, to be told that I was ok, when I was too young to understand what was different about me, even though I knew I was different.
I never failed, but underachieved and it was/is like being on the outside looking in…”I’m so much smarter than this…” I would tell myself. But nothing I did made any difference. I was consistently inconsistent. A double-edged sword… for if I passed a test, yet failed the next I was made to feel like a failure.
I could not celebrate my successes, because I knew the failures were sure to follow… they always did.
These words, those feelings, the rememberies of countless failures and shortcomings outweighed and overshadowed any success I might have been proud of in those days.
I longed to be “just like everyone else.”
Over time, I grew to understand what the issue was, but it did not change things. But I am “normal” by my standards, and came to accept myself , and allowed myself to be and become who I wanted to be, not a cookie-cutter member of society. *smiles
Can you hear me?
I easily managed to spot others much like myself. They seemed to not quite understand at first why I was so accepting, until I opened up and let them know I was different, too. They blossomed, once they listened to their voices. They grew to understand not just me, but most importantly – themselves.
For those that didn’t, I’ve spent much time educating countless others… including my parents once I was diagnosed.
The voices became silent… but mine did not.
Can you hear me now?
Four of my five children also inherited ADHD. I educated the schools, doctors, and my oldest child… my only neuro-typical. I hold meetings, strive for their acceptance, celebrate the smallest of their successes, rip up report cards with negative comments, advocate for adaptations and modifications if necessary – for both them and myself.
We struggle, but one cannot make a difference without using their own voices. I wonder what it would’ve been like if I was “just like everyone else.” I push this thought away, for it is non-sensical.(Compare it to… “What would you go back and change in your life, if you could?”)
I am a realistic optimist. My reality is today, I can only stive to make each day better than the last.
Listen to my words… listen closely. There is hope for our tomorrows, today we have – our yesterdays we cannot change…
Can you hear them now?
You will never reach the top of that mountain, never catch that rose before the curtain closes, never hear the applause nor experience the feeling of triumph… if you do not try new things, make your voice heard louder than the residual others from long ago, simply accept and love yourself simply for who you are… and who you were meant to be.
Listen…