September: The Month in Media

September was an excellent media month. Here are a few of my favorite books, movies and songs from last month.

      

      ·         Best Movie: Begin Again

“A chance encounter between a disgraced music-business executive and a young singer-songwriter new to Manhattan turns into a promising collaboration between the two talents.” -IMDb

This movie starring Keira Knightley was stellar. I loved the music in the film!  Kiera might not be Mariah Carey, but she has a very pleasant, sweet voice. Another good movie this month was: “If I Stay”

      ·         Best Fictional Book: Attachments by Rainbow Rowell

Okay so I actually read this a few months ago, but it was amazing! For sure this was one of my favorite books of the year. It made me laugh so much and the story was so sweet! If you are feeling depressed, you should read this book. I’m 99% sure it will lift your spirits

      ·         Best Pop Song: Shake it Off by Taylor Swift

I love Taylor Swift and I’m not ashamed to admit it. While this song doesn’t have much emotional depth, it is straight up toe-tapping fun. The first night I heard this song I couldn’t stop dancing. It is a real pick-me-up and it makes me happy. I can’t wait to hear the rest of 1989

      ·         Best Non-fiction Book: The Social Animal by David Brooks

I haven’t actually finished this book, but so far it has been fascinating and I’ve learned a lot. It’s about how your subconscious effects your actions. If you are into psychology or just like learning new things you should read this.

      ·         Other Amazing Songs:         

I mentioned “If I Stay” came out and I have to say the soundtrack was excellent. A few of my favorites from it are: Halo by Linnea Olsson, Heal by Tom Odell, Promise by Ben Howard, I will be there by Odessa, Until we get there by Lucius, and Today By Willamette Stone.

Well, that rounds up the “Best ofs” for this month.

Enjoy,

Deborah

Through the Glass

“Where my feet will take me I know not,

 But I know of the bliss in the journey,

Through the darkest night to the brightest dawn,

All I can do is put one foot in front of the other.”

I love taking road trips. This might surprise some people because I have a large family and we trek across the country in a slightly embarrassing fifteen passenger van with a trailer. Nevertheless, feeling the rumble of the road and watching the miles go by are some of my favorite things.

Usually I’ll put on some John Mayer…

*Pause:

I love John Mayer, like a lot! He has a super smooth voice (think butter) and is an excellent guitarist, plus he’s easy on the eyes. He is probably my favorite musical artist. His albums have become sequentially more country, which typically I don’t like (county that is), but his last album was surprisingly my favorite. On a side note, “Paradise Valley” (his last album) was titled about the place where he lives which happens to be only an hour from here!  Favorite songs currently:

     ·         You're No One Till Someone Lets You Down

     ·        Wildfire

     ·         Dear Marie

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After I put on the John Mayer I'll either read or write poetry (Like the above poem) or just gaze out the window. Sometimes I really want to get things done, but can't because I'm too transfixed by the loveliness on the other side of the glass. I could take a million pictures but none could encompass the beauty I’ve seen through my window.

“Oh what are men compared to rocks and mountains”

                                             –Jane Austen

If you liked this poem you can check out my Instagram account @thecraftyandcurious for many more.

This Moment.

"There is an ache in my soul,

To go somewhere, 

To do something, 

To be someone, 

But as I gaze over,

This great expanse

Of sun and sky and mountains,

I realize this moment, 

Is exactly where I need to be"

   -D. J. R. 

I often feel like my life isn't enough. I watch movies and read books and then I long to go where the characters go and to feel what they feel. Kind of like a longing for places I've never been and things I've never felt.

I wrote this poem one day while I was traveling, we were only about an hour on the road, and I looked out the window and was filled with a sense of peace and belonging. I realized the beauty and value of remaining in each moment for only a moment and then moving on. 

Now, whenever I feel discontented, I read over this poem and remember that day; and I'm free. 

Rainy Days

Sometimes I feel like I don't want to do anything – not like I want to relax. Rather, everything sounds boring and awful and it never did before. I feel hopeless – like everything is futile so why do anything at all? All I want to do is sit or sleep or listen to gloomy music, but most of all I want to escape from this feeling. In the past I've called it aimlessness, but I think it’s really a form of depression. It comes upon me for a few days and then it leaves almost as suddenly and I’m perfectly fine again. But it never fails to revisit me. It makes me feel  like I'm lost at sea. I wrote this poem about it:

"By chance" right before I posted this I came across a bible verse that reads:

“In his kindness God called you to share in his eternal glory by means of Christ Jesus. So after you have suffered a little while he will restore, support, and strengthen you, and he will place you on a firm foundation."

                                           1 Peter 5:10

Standing in Wonder

Today was wonderful. 

It was raining heavily and a little bit cold. I went hiking (with my good friend Alice). Everything was alive and green. By the end my hair was soaking, water was dripping from my nose, my hands were numb and it was perfect.

Then I went and sat in my tent and listened to the soft pitter-patter of the rain mixed with murmuring voices and bird song. And all I could think was…

“What a beautiful thing it is to be alive – Simply to draw breath. I am so blessed.”

Seriously, don’t we have an extraordinary world? Through sun or rain, whether day or night there is always something to stand in wonder of. It makes me think of a quote by G. K. Chesterton:

                   

“We are perishing for want of wonder, not want of wonders”

Don't fall into the trap of taking things for granted. Every sunrise, every raindrop, every breath is a gift.

Endings

I hate this feeling - the feeling you get when a really good book ends. 

The sadness that washes over you - When you almost start to cry - even though the ending was perfect. It's like having a dream, a beautiful, mesmerizing dream, and then waking up to a grey reality - lacking in passion and color and light. After these types of books I always feel as though I'm waiting for my life to begin, like I should be out there doing something.

I find that this ^ is what makes a truly good book for me - a book that I want to read over and over again. Few books make it to that level and they’re usually classics like “The Lord of The Rings” or “Rose in Bloom.” I’m always in search of these types of books, which is ironic because I feel depressed after reading them. It is kind of a “beautiful depression” though, if that makes any sense. 

Poem: "Stagnant Waters"