So guys yes, I know I dropped the ball on the blog. For good reason well first I talk to the three people who read my blog on a daily basis and secondly I needed a break. And I took it and am back feeling happy and refreshed. So to my three readers hold onto your seats life is about to get interesting for you:)
Life is so strange and so short. As an art professor I basically try to teach two skills – appreciation and perseverance. As an artist, I spend time making paintings and objects. Sometimes it goes well and sometimes it does not. Everything in your life that is good (art, health, friends, family, etc.) will not last. “Value what you have while you have it.” Please stop, go back and read that last sentence again. Furthermore, the tribulations we all experience in human life (illness, heartaches, layoffs, etc.) will not last. “Persist and don’t ever give up.” You need to keep chugging along, working towards your goals, and living each of your days to the best of your ability using that wonderful human stubbornness of perseverance.
By Derrick White
It’s quite revealing , my own perception of my own life. It is wonderful and wonderfully amazing to me. I sometimes am stunned by how much of myself I don’t understand, how many of my own thoughts I fail to perceive, how much of my life I don’t end up seeing for what it really is.
This poetry is induced by the recent Sunday afternoon, when I somehow spent the whole day not trying to control my family or their actions, I let go of what I was supposed to do, I didn’t wait for Tas to get ready to go shopping with me. I just left and did my own things and everyone did what they wanted. I felt so calm and happy unburdened and just light!
“’Why did you do all this for me?’ he asked. ‘I don’t deserve it. I’ve never done anything for you.’ ‘You have been my friend,’ replied Charlotte. ‘That in itself is a tremendous thing.’” E.B. White, Charlotte’s Web
“I think we all have some deep, secret, gothic hope that we might have the passion to be vengefully murderous, or spontaneously suicidal, should the darkest circumstance arise. In reality, very few of us are that romantic, in the Byronic sense, but we are fascinated by our dark possibilities.”
~ from “And The Stars Fell: Interview with artist Julyan Davis”
It’s such a beautiful thing to be with like minded people, with people who understand you and love despite your insanity. Finding friends who completely get it is an immense blessing. As you can tell i am feeling so very blessed today to be in a village of of friends that are fabulous and friends i am staying in touch with via the many mediums available to us today.
The whole notion of distance has completely changed, going away doesn’t have the same significance as it did many decades ago. I have deep connections with my friends in spite of the oceans between us. I never want to lose those bonds and this painful disruptive, constant ringing technology is what I have to thank for it. So I love technology and I hate it too.
“When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calendar that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from a chimney ended. How an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table. I spent my life learning to feel less. Every day I felt less. Is that growing old? Or is it something worse? You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.” – Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
“If people bring so much courage to this world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them. The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.” Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.” – Frank Herbert, Dune
The guilt we all feel as parents is the heaviest weight we carry. Its worse than the guilt one has after breaking someone’s heart or hurting a friend’s feelings or doing something wrong. Your children really change you from the inside they literally take your heart and put it in a jar and place it in their unstable hands. They meander through life and we are rendered helpless.
I find that I have never met a parent who does not torture himself or herself about how he / she can do more, be more, for their child. Your child’s life and his every action becomes that one thing that haunts you forever and pleases you like nothing else does.