Melody – rewritten

Most of our journeys begin with a question, or various ones. Mine did.

I asked myself why I was writing stuff and keeping it hidden. So I started this blog.

I asked myself why I was still in Vorarlberg when I felt so out of place.

I asked myself why I kept dating the same kind of guys when it never worked out.

I asked myself what I wanted and how it was possible that I did not know.

So I tried to find out – what I want from life, what makes me happy, where I wanted to live. Most of that happened in silence, in moments I could hear my own voice.

That was the time I spent lying in the grass looking at the sky, or wondered what forms the clouds have and played the game “I see… a dragon… in the sky”. In those times I let my mind wander, my thoughts roam freely. I often sat by the lake and just looked at it, at the immensity. I often listened to the birds in the trees and the leaves rustling in the wind.

Whenever I did, I could and can hear my own voice inside myself; though voice may be the wrong word, that implies clarity and content, both of which I lacked a lot at that time.

Recently, though, I feel very much in sync with my melody, it feels soft and like mine. My melody usually pushes away the “I must still do …” lists and the “I shoulds” and surfaces, until I finally hear what is a part of me. 😊

This blog has helped me, expressing myself has given me courage and clarity, and sharing what is in me has, too. So thanks for tuning in!

It does make a difference.