I can’t say much else….
I can’t say much else….
This is a song by Mark Anthony “Baz” Luhrmann. He is a Australian Film Director, screenwriter, music producer, and is best known for his movies Strictly Ballroom, Willian Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, and Moulin Rouge.
I put this song because we often grow up and lose perspective of what really matters and what really is important.
When I speak of motivating for positive change, I’m not just talking about changing the “big problems”…what about the other ones. What about the outrageously low self esteem that so many people are suffering from?
What about the amazing amount of drop outs there are everyday.
These problems are just as big as all of that. Thsi song puts it all into perspective, and allows us to see what really is important…not the materialism, not the anger, not the stuff…but we the people.
The lyrics for you:
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing everyday that scares you
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you’re 40, it will
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
But trust me on the sunscreen…
Can we actually achieve this…of course we can. Why not?
How are we going to do it?
By accepting all people as our family. But wait…how many of us get along with our family?
And there’s the problem!
Let’s first start with us.
1. Learn to accept you for who you are. You are beautiful and amazing and awesome….you just have to realize it. What you don’t like about yourself, change (if possible). If it’s impossible to change, accept it. We must learn acceptance first and foremost! We must accept the hair we might not like (doing something else might destroy it). i had a friend that hated her “nappy kinky hair”. I told her, just love it. She laughed at me. i told her to pick it out till it was the biggest, nappiest, hair she had ever seen…then walk down the road and see how many compliments you get on it. When she did, she met her husband….who loves her hair, and who she is! When we begin acting REAL, we begin being us.
2. Accept your family. i know, you didn’t choose them. I know, they came with the whole being born thing. We’re never perfect and neither are they. PERIOD! They did things to you…so! (That’s the past). They wouldn’t let you do this or that. They stopped you from being this way or that way. Because of them, they emotional scarred you. Join the club. I always say the worse thing that can happen to a kid is their parents. lol
They did their best. They did what they thought was good. We don’t have a “how to…” book about being a parent, a sibling, or part of a family. Get over the past. Get over your hang ups….and start accepting. You are living right now, don’t dredge up what has already happened.
3 Wow…we’re accepting aren’t we?
So let’s start bringing this out! Now is the time to start accepting all of your friends. The cool thing about your friends, you can decide to keep them or not. But….remember, you must accept them for who they are, even if they are going in a direction you can’t go. I have a great friend. She is a lovely spiritual person, but she has got into her religion way more than I can be part of. Every conversation is her religion, her church, her pastor, etc. There is no more “her”, now it’s just “her faith”. when I brought this up..I was confronted with only anger. I accepted her, loved her, and told her I supported what she was doing. But…I’m not that religious and not in your faith. As she has moved on and become a driving force in her church, I’m proud of her. But now she’s just a “facebook friend”.
4. After this….everyone.
We are one human family and we always will be.
Look for the similarities in our worlds, rather than the differences.
By the way, tell me….do you see our world as one human family…why/why not?
Because they can. We are getting to the point in our world that we aren’t telling kids this enough,. In stead we are telling them they have to pass a standardized test, and we’re telling the teachers they have to focus on this test too.
Why don’t we ask the kids to change the test, rite their own test….and then submit it to the state for review. It would probably be better than the one we are using now.
Give the kids the world they deserve. Believe in them, love them, and show that that they can not only change the world, but also everything inside it.
Every person….You, me, them, they, us, those people, that person…everyone!!!!!
e are all here to change the world for the better. We should all be trying to make the world a better place than when we got here.
Everything comes down to perspective. Is it red or is it mauve?
Is it white or is it egg-shell?
I know there are some out there that see these things as very different colors, but in the end it’s a shade of a color and how you see it is perspective.
In the 1600’s there was a man named Francis Drake. He was a great sailor and a great Naval captain. He was hired by England to attack, board, and take everything on every Spanish cargo ship he could find. The deal was that the English crown got 20% of their collection.
Drake would come home with more riches and gold than he knew what to do with, and so did all of his crew members. In England – He was a hero.
In Spain…he was a blood thirsty pirate who wanted only to kill and rob. It’s interesting the perspective of these two things.
It comes down to 1/2 full 1/2 empty, yet does it really matter?
If we just focused on helping others, we could all help everyone. It doesn’t matter whether we believe they could help themselves, or if we think their life situation is better than ours. The point is always to help other people!