as for the famous first lines...

Usually all it takes is a life changing event for us to start writing. I guess it’s not different with me. Something happens, and the words just keep on invading my mind. And a mere minute later I’ve written down about a hundred thoughts.

Sharing those thoughts can be frightening, but I’ve come to think it is a good way to fight the daily battle, we all carry inside ourselves. And I guess in a way we start saving those memories, those special moments of us facing good and evil in the lines we write down, somehow making them real.

Some might ask why my blog is called ‘these little earthquakes’. Something destructive mixing with kindness doesn’t seem to be possible in a world where the concern of people is often painted in only black and white. An earthquake as little as it might be, will always have a huge impact on its surroundings and the creatures who witness it. It will always change the world in a way unknown to our imagination. But if only one brave person would dare to let the lines blur, for just a second, the earthquake would leave us in wonder, mesmerise and would hold a beauty in itself that we couldn’t imagine if we tried.

It is an easy saying that these little earthquakes could often be used as to describing my chaotic mind. It is also no secret that everything around me usually isn’t in order and makes this line so perfect to frame my life.
But the truth is simple: they really happen! Those little earthquakes that throw us off balance turning our life upside down from one second to another.

Some of us call them bad news or as in the opposite a miracle happening. Others might say it’s just life toying with us from time to time. Choices, challenges, consequences, like an ice storm in a desert they force us to step out of the little bubble we live in, making it burst from within in the process.
They are messy and they are perfect, they can be joyful or they send dark clouds along our way. They make us embrace the world or hide from it. They are nowhere and everywhere and sometimes even in between. Sometimes we expect them, sometimes we don’t. But they are always there, always heading our way, always defying and always changing our point of view.

And the biggest earthquakes are the emotional ones. Without hesitation without warning they crash into our peace of mind, tearing down the most fundamental walls that hold us together. From the inside, they push through barriers that stand to protect us, making a mess in our minds, so we run in circles. There are even those we welcome, like love, not realizing that the hurt might come with it. Often also not realizing that it could be most beautiful feeling live has to offer.

Often we adapt. Not seeing what is right in front of us. Take good for granted and treat bad as punishment.
We somehow accept and handle the little tornados in our lives, establish new houses for our mind, new locks to protect our fragile heart holding together the chain that stops it from breaking, stops it from feeling.

One day we might be able to reach this save heaven we all wish to sail to. But these little earthquakes are, what brought us there, what helped us find ourself and survive the next one of those little earthquakes.

I think it is exactly what life defines. And in some way we are all part of those little earthquakes, so I guess the name fits the purpose.

… As for the famous first words… I think I’d like to write a little, about the world, about life and these little earthquakes. And I hope there are some of you, who just like to read.