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In the night, in the middle of the day I call you over but you always hesitate  You used to tell me we should leave it up to fate Now I know that I don't ever have to wait It has been a long time between blog posts.  It is often hard to find yourself in the right frame of mind to write, even recreationally.  But today's blog post isn't for recreational purposes, but definitely, one that's needed for therapeutic purposes.  Have you met someone before who is seemingly all about the freedom of life, about making choices that have no consequences?  Or maybe they just conveniently forget how friendships or relationships are meant to play out?  If you have ever been in a relationship where you don't know where you stand or you just think - is this what I signed up for or not?  Why do people hesitate?  Why do people act?  Does fate decide when to ruin things or lead them to a natural conclusion? Close my eyes let down my hair I'm thinki...

Dear brother - an open letter to a brother who needs to read this. . .  Hearts of fire creates love's desire Take you high and higher to the world you belong Hearts of fire creates love's desire High and higher to your place on the throne Have you met someone whose heart sets yours aflame?  It's a pretty rare experience.  Whether the sparks fly instantaneously or it starts as a slow burn that builds to a larger fire, there is never a right place, nor a right pace for hearts of fire to ignite, or how quickly or slowly in terms of pace, it just happens.  The introduction of this song makes it easy to remember. I mean, it's one of those songs with a distinctive opening.  But mind you all of Earth Wind and Fire 's music is like that, carefully crafted songs that fully utilise all of the instruments in the band.  Which world do you belong to?  Are you carried high and higher to where you can see everything?  It's still important t...

Dear sister - an open letter to a sister who needs to read this. . .  Wish I could, I could've said goodbye I would've said what I wanted to Maybe even cried for you If I knew it would be the last time I would've broke my heart in two Tryin' to save a part of you You shared this song with me because you know that we have a shared journey.  We are part of a club that nobody wishes to join, no married woman in her right mind anyway. Yes, it's the widows club.  I met your lovely mother at an event the other week and you wanted me to know if I had told her that I was a friend of yours.  It was funny because I did tell her that I was a friend of yours.  She wanted to know how we were connected so I told her.  That we had lost our husbands in the same year.  In a matter of a month I believe.  I know you never got a chance to say goodbye to your husband when he passed away.  I was very fortunate that I did get a chance to say goodbye to mi...

Dear friend - an open letter to a friend who needs to read this. . .  There's no time for us There's no place for us What is this thing that builds our dreams Yet slips away from us? Who wants to live forever? Who wants to live forever? We haven't seen each other in a long time and life does that sometimes.  It throws obstacles and other experiences in your paths that take you away from chances to be in each other's presence again.  There are many things that you want to tell me and yet you can't seem to tell me.  Which is funny because further conversations can't really be had until you can tell me about what has happened to you in your past so that I can understand what you are in right now.  There is no specific time for us or no specific place.  We can only grab at chances and opportunities and places that seem to work while we wait for other more acceptable means to take place.  We can often ask ourselves what thing builds our dreams an...

I'm not sure whether it's because it's coming to the end of the year and you start to panic about all of the things that you need to finish or need to address.  Have you reached or completed all of the goals that you set for yourself?  There might have been other things that popped up that you never saw coming.  Have they been blessings in disguise or a hindrance or distraction from you completing your goals?  You probably don't spend enough time listening to yourself and getting to know what really pushes your buttons.  We never really give ourselves enough of a chance to really learn what really stretches us to our limits.  We never really know how much we have left in the tank until we think we have nothing left.  Do you know yourself well enough to know what you are capable of achieving? I'm trying to hold my breath  Let it stay this way Can't let this moment end You set off a dream in me Getting louder now Can you hear it echoing? Tak...

Whether I'm right or whether I'm wrong Whether I find a place in this world or never belong I gotta be me, I've gotta be me What else can I be but what I am Do you know who you've gotta be? There are so many times where we often question whether we are the "me" we started off with or not.  We go through experiences and come into contact with people who can influence whether we want to be more or less than what we had initially presented ourselves.  To fit into wherever you are, do you adapt and change according to the crew that you roll with?  As long as you're not being too drastically different, it shouldn't be too bad right?  If you need to dramatically change who you are, that's a problem.  There is a difference between being professional and being social.  People can try and influence you to drop your guard or just be nosey in general about what you like to do to relax or have fun or what you do in your spare time.  Whether you're rig...

You'll feel better right away. . .  You can play the game and you can act out the part Though you know it wasn't written for you But tell me, how can you stand there with your broken heart Ashamed of playing the fool One thing can lead to another, it doesn't take any sacrifice Oh, father and mother, sister and brother If it feels nice, don't think twice Why do people play parts that they think are written for them?  Do you play a part that you've written for yourself?  Too often we play parts that we have always played because we know no other way.  We might play parts that we might feel adventurous to play, but then revert back to old habits and repeat patterns of behaviour that lead us to mistakes because we don't realise what we should be doing (or we're just reluctant to see things as they really are).  We don't like to have egg on our faces and to be humiliated by people who are meant to love us, ridiculed by people who claim to love us. ...