Feel the rain on your skin

It’s raining here in Brooklyn today. It’s a lovely, steady, cool rain. I love listening to it through the open windows; it sounds peaceful.

Natasha Bedingfield’s song “Unwritten” is telling me everything I need to hear today. She sings “feel the rain on your skin…no one else can feel it for you.” Take advantage of all life has to offer, every day, because nobody else can do that for you.

Just the other day the thought crossed my mind that this was the one and only August 11, 2011 that I would ever have in my life, so what was I doing that day – that moment – to make the most of that one day I was given? The challenge is to acknowledge what has transpired in the past but to move forward as if the future is a blank slate… just like when Natasha sings that the next moment is a blank page, today is where your book begins, the rest is still unwritten. I and I alone get to write the next page, the next chapter in my life.

Despite my fear of failure – “we’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes” – I get to release my inhibitions and go for what I want anyway. Because when I think of people that inspire me, it’s always the people who take risks, who do things “outside the lines,” who try something new and different despite the possibility of failure, because they believe in the possibility of success. I help myself to remember this with a print-out of a favorite blog posting on my cubicle wall at work –  The Dangers of Risk-Taking – written by one of my favorite bloggers, CentsationalGirl.

So today, I will feel the rain on my skin, I will write the next page of my life exactly the way I want to, and I will reach for that thing in the distance without inhibitions. And I want nothing less than that for you.

“Unwritten” by Natasha Bedingfield

I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined
I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can’t live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

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2 responses

    • Hi Kate! I feel so honored that you visited my blog. You’ve been one of my favorite bloggers for over a year. I’m really inspired by your furniture make-overs. I feel like a celebrity (you!) wrote to me today! I know that you love Apartment Therapy so I just wanted to mention that I’m trying out for a spot on the Re-Nest editorial team, and they’re publishing my sample post tomorrow (Thursday 8/18/11) to see if readers like my style. I hope you’ll check it out. Best, Sarah

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