As I’ve been journaling, writing poetry, and playing with my photography the idea of doing things “my way” has come up a lot and I was thinking about the song that Frank Sinatra sang which almost everybody finds inspiring.  But I realized that the only words to that song that I could remember were “I did it my way”.

So I googled the lyrics and after reading them I saw that it was about someone at the end of their life. It’s still inspiring that way but I prefer to think,  “I DO it my way” (until I die  🙂  ).

My dad once told me that one of my first sentences was “I do dat myself!”. It’s really not an easy way to live when so many people want to tell you how you SHOULD do – (whatever). In fact, the strain of caring about what other people think or want is what keeps so many of us from living life – My Way.

I’m discovering my way is a lot of fun and I thought I forgot how to have fun. Caring about what I want and what I like – FIRST – with no care about the attitudes of anyone else has given me the freedom to have fun.

It also frees me from the worries and concerns that could stop me in my tracks. I listen to my gut and trust my intuition – that’s my way.

I create my own stylized images with photography and other elements like color and texture to show what I saw and felt – it’s my vision of the subject.

I write poems in my own style to express myself my way.

As I live my life, traveling the world, interacting with family and friends, and creating what inspires me, I see the truth in the words of that song – and I do it my way.

(I have copied the lyrics for you to enjoy below.)

 

My Way

Frank Sinatra

And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I’ll say it clear
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain
I’ve lived a life that’s full
I’ve traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Regrets, I’ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way
I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried
I’ve had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find it all, all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
Oh no, no, not me
I did it my way
For what is man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows 
And did it my way
And did it my way
Songwriters: Claude Francois / Gilles Thibaut / Jacques Revaux / Paul Anka
My Way lyrics © Warner Chappell Music France, Jeune Musique Editions, BMG Rights Management