Nature

© Madison Whittington

Nature; the perfect blend of light and dark
When seeking solace enter the kingdom
Leaves dance like fairies across the sky
As they fall to the ground
Covering it like a blanket

Each blade of grass is like a memory
There are many
Some broken pieces to represent the tough times
Did they make it through the fire?
Trees provide shelter
A home for animals through the storms
They sacrifice their branches and leaves to keep them safe
While standing tall

The rain falls
Like gentle tears across the sky
Hitting the ground
Pitter-patter like a heartbeat

© Madison Whittington

I can hear the bird’s singing. I’ve always loved listening to them chirp. Each and every one of them has its own song, just like every person in the universe is different and has their own unique personality. I wonder, if you listened closely enough, could you understand what the birds are trying to say? Are they trying to tell us something? Maybe they’re angry or upset, or possibly just in a great mood; joyful and happy to be alive.

Music really begins in nature. Nature is music; a song in it’s purest form. It’s so simple, yet so beautiful at the same time. The birds are there to sing the melody. Depending on the time of day, a few gusts of wind may join in the song. Then there’s the steady breeze, like a soft whisper: a secret. You can hear the wind blowing against the leaves on the trees like chimes. The squirrels’ tiny little feet climbing up trees and along fences, and nibbling on acorns join in as well. Together, all the sounds of nature form a harmony. Life is a symphony.

© Madison Whittington

Sitting outside in the grass in my own backyard, I imagine myself inside my dream. I’m sitting in the center of a large, empty field. I am alone, beneath a large oak tree. There’s nothing here that can disturb me; it’s just me out here by myself. I can hear myself think when I’m here alone. It’s my favorite place to be. There are no distractions. I look down at the rough grass below me and see its many colors. I can see the different shades of brown and green. The earth is the color of the coffee I hear my dad grinding in the kitchen every morning from the coffee beans. I watch as a leaf falls from the ancient oak tree and slowly drifts to the ground. That’s the beauty of nature . . . it is always changing.

I believe...

© Madison Whittington

"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they’re right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together." Marilyn Monroe said that. I really believe in what this quote says. It’s true, everything in life does happen for a reason. When you lose someone you really love, it’s tough, but in the end I believe that something good comes out of everything. Alexander Graham Bell said, "When one door closes another door opens; but we so often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us." Putting the past behind us is important. It’s what allows us to move on and experience new things without having things from our past get in the way of our present success.

Best advice I've ever recieved...

Photo Cred

The best advice anyone has ever given me is “if you don’t run, they can’t chase you.” I know it’s simple, but whenever someone asks me what the best advice anyone has ever given me is, that is always my answer. Maybe it’s because it’s always the first thing that pops into my head. Truth is, I’ve received a lot of great advice. Of course, the traditional “follow your heart” and other advice along the same lines. Most of what I’ve heard, and learned has really stuck with me because I really take what people say to heart. I love to think. Even though I’ve been given a lot of great advice, for some reason this advice is the one quote that I remember word for word, probably because it’s so simple, but still important. This advice was given to me when I was in Kindergarten. During Recess, all of the kids would go outside on the playground and play. Somehow, I almost always ended up being the little girl who was being chased a bunch of other little kids in a game of tag. I have never really enjoyed running, so this was not my favorite game. One day, I guess I decided that I’d had enough and went to seek my teachers advice on how in the world I could get those kids to stop chasing me around. Her advice was “if you don’t run, they can’t chase you,” so I tried it. Of course, it worked. It actually upset quite a few of my friends because they couldn’t figure out how they were supposed to chase me if I refused to run. That simple advice saved me a lot of unnecessary running during recess. Although I don’t have a problem with being chased around the playground at my age, I like to think of that simple advice in a different way. It’s kind of like what Eleanor Roosevelt said, “no one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” Just like no one can chase you if you don’t run.

© Madison Whittington

Today my alarm went off at 6:30 AM. I got out of bed, walked to where my alarm clock sits on my bookshelf, and pressed snooze. Then, of course, I immediately hopped back in bed. You see, I never get out of bed and get ready the first time my alarm goes off. Even though I know it doesn’t really make a difference it always makes me feel better to have that extra ten or fifteen minutes of rest before beginning my day. Once my mother had come in and told me to get out of bed (it was now about 7:50, I got up and began getting ready for school. I wouldn’t say I necessarily have much of a daily routine each day. Not because I don’t go through the same thing daily, but because I’d hardly classify it as much of a routine at all. I just wake up, get dressed, brush my teeth, put on as little makeup as possible and head to school. My dad drives me to school everyday. He always enjoys talking to me in the car since we don’t talk often, but I’m usually too tired to have much of a conversation.

Simple love.

I just think that this is a great photo...I didn't take it though

☮ When the power of love,
overcomes the love of power.
The World will know Peace. ☮

Dreaming?

Sometimes it's like it's not even real
as if it's all a dream;
like you are a dream
but when I take a step back
and come into reality
it all becomes clear...
I'm living the fairytale.

Race for the Cure

Today I participated in the Race for the Cure for breast cancer. No, not the actual race, just the non-competitive walk. To tell you the truth, in the beginning I wasn't all that excited. Getting up early on on a Saturday really isn't my thing, but then again, it isn't for most teens. Anyway, I started to look around at all the people around me and I realized that even though I was never close to anyone who died of or survived breast cancer, it really does effect so many people. Out of the 32,000 people participating in the Race for the Cure today, the majority of the people around me had a pink slip of paper on their back saying that they were there in memory or in celebration of a friend or a loved one. So hey, if getting up at 6 AM one Saturday means I get to support that many people in my community and help find a cure...it's totally worth it :)

Wide open spaces

To be honest I have absolutely no idea who took these photos. In fact, I saw them on someone's blog that I follow. So why put them on my blog? Because I love these two photographs. They are both pictures of a girl in a huge field alone.

These two incredible photographs remind me of a dream of mine: I think it would be incredible to live by a huge field. If I did, I would go there all the time just to think. Y'know, relax and just be alone. No one else there but me. I'd probably write or paint, and definitely take a lot of photographs(: