Every Little Thing Is Gonna Be Alright...

Remember one thing, it always works out in whatever it is you do.  Regardless of the outcome it will either be what you expected or far exceed what you anticipated.  I say this because I can sometimes feel the heightened anxiety of those around me and all I want to do is make them see that everything will be just fine.  Taking risks, letting things get down to the wire, not getting what you want when its convenient for you is all a lesson of patience and having trust in your journey.  

When I first moved here, I didn't have much but overtime knew I would get more.  If I worried about how I was going to make it, I would have left the moment I arrived.  That worry would have eaten me alive and some days it scared me but then I let it go for there's nothing you can do in a weeks time in under a day.  You always have exactly what you need in the moment.  A roof over your head, food in your belly, and air to ingest.  Isn't this simple and perfect enough.  Always chase after and pursue what it is you need to but always keep the faith that when it's right it will happen.  Timing is neither for you or against you, it just is.  You can't change it or manipulate it, it will just happen.  Worry, regret and anxiety is lack of trust in what it is your doing.  It will run you, consume you and spit you out and move onto the next.  Why do you think you can control this?  You can't and that's OK.

Say what it is you think you need, and trust that it will happen.  Not in the moment happen but when it's right it will.  Doesn't that just eliminate any anxiety the moment it starts, or perhaps that only works for me.  This is coming from someone whom is always jumping into shit, but always ends up coming out clean.  Risks are what this life is about, the bigger the risk the bigger the reward or gap between getting it when you want it verse when it actually works out for you.  It's a process so stop snapping your fingers and demanding it.  It will all work out.  

Let me speak from experience, 6 months ago I was stripped of everything.  I had 2 suitcases and 20.00 dollars to my name and a broken heart.  I could have buried myself into the darkness of depression and despair if I gave one ounce of thought to what had happened to me.  But now I look at my life and see that my shit came together when it was supposed to.  It didn't happen overnight and I didn't rush it or mask it.  I now live in a lovely place in Manhattan, I am writing music everyday I sleep at night knowing that every little things gonna be alright.  

Don't believe me then listen to this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LanCLS_hIo4 :-)