keep breathing.

(editor’s note. this was written in july for my other blog site, www.thejaygil77.com, however after seeing ingrid michaelson live in concert last night, i thought i would re-post this on this page.)

i just heard a song.

“Keep Breathing” by Ingrid Michaelson.

it got me thinking.

over and over she kept singing “all we can do is keep breathing” “all we can do is keep breathing” “all we can….” and it hit me…

sometimes all we can do is keep breathing.

sometimes we get so down. sometimes life beats up on us. sometimes it just isn’t that fair. sometimes we experience a death that overrides anything worth living for. or so it seems at the time. and sometimes that death isn’t a human death. maybe it’s a job. a friendship. maybe our favorite coffeeshop closed permanently for no good reason. maybe someone stole your bike off your front porch when you were inside grabbing a cold beverage real quick. sometimes it’s just not that much dealing with an illness that encompasses everything. who knows.

all i know is that sometimes the only thing that keeps us going is that we can’t stop. sometimes the only reason why we survived is because we kept breathing.

sometimes against the odds.

but there is always something in us that keeps us going. sometimes it has to be forced. sometimes it’s just because our heart is beating and that’s all we got.  i realize i’ve said sometimes about five thousand times, but that is because there is always a sometimes. life has a way of throwing nasty curveballs. and all we can do is keep breathing and wait for tomorrow.

“all we can do is keep breathing… all we can do is keep breathing… all we can do is keep breathing… all we can do….”

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under pressure.

“Why can’t we give love…  
Love’s such an old fashioned word 
And love dares you to care for 
The people on the edge of the night 
And love dares you to change our way of 
Caring about ourselves”

Under Pressure

By Queen. 

It’s great insight isn’t it? why can’t we just give more love? Love is an action word, that’s why. It’s hard to do. It’s not easy to give of ourselves to another person. It requires more than just saying it. It requires not simply the words, not even just an action. It makes us look at ourselves. It challenges us to keep ourselves accountable to others.  It pushes us to care for people we might be nervous about caring for. We might get our hands dirty. This song was written decades ago. It is even more relevant today.

“This is our last dance 
This is ourselves 
Under pressure”