August 2010
6 posts
everybodys changing and i don't feel the same...
growing up is such a messy thing. i just got off the phone with my father, and for a second now, am just realizing this new phase of my life i am in. i have officially moved, for the first time, entirely on my own. to a place of my choosing, with little or no input from my parents. pursuing an education i am choosing, completely. trying to figure out what i really like, what i want to do,...
“When we get out of the glass bottles of our ego, when we escape like squirrels...”
– - D.H. Lawerence, author, poet, playwright.
being a woman is a natural act
an everyday impulse
that gives you direction
and you must follow
where it may go
always
with its beauty
and unsteadiness
with passion
in the day to do
a personal will
to want. to feel. to live
with the sun
until the end
“when faced with a crisis situation, make a list of available alternatives and...”
reflections of a chicago skyline
I grabbed my Ziploc bag of roses, saved, preserved for god knows what anymore, maybe for a smell, maybe for hope, maybe for a reminder that my soul too will dry up like a rose if I clip it from its roots and let it feast inside walls. I placed it in my purse with some sage and the India prayer beads I felt okay buying because I was wearing linen and I still had my third eye so I knew...
July 2010
15 posts
my mom and sister's artwork :) →
great source of inspiration through film. →
“we search for happiness everywhere, but we are like Tolstoy’s fabled...”
– elizabeth gilbert
cloudy with a chance of scattered thoughts
i sorted through more scattered thoughts poured onto college ruled paper in an hour than i had in five years of elementary school day dreaming. writing love, writing hope, written desperation that sank quietly between the lines, getting lost in the larynx as my fingers were to weak to tap those nine easy numbers that never reached anyone anyway. what is a phone call anymore but an excuse to...
camouflage heart
i drank coffee out of a red paper cup while i scratched out a song on a napkin for my mother. there was a man singing hallelujah on the piano but i could hear in his voice he didn’t know what hallelujah means. a lady complimented me on my embroidered jacket because she was eating chips and is peaceful and could find detail with her eyes. my mother always said that artists saw the world in...
short clip of a brilliant song..
small gratitudes.
no need to explain the necessity to feel true gratitude for life every day…. so here’s my short list for the past twenty four hours:
getting to wake up (twice) with a creaky neck
reuniting with Sallie, my mustard colored road bike.
throwing metal in the dumpster, hearing that creaky crunching angry noise
having three vacuums and a dust buster fail me. then picking off hundreds of...
“We are a very busy, wordy, and heady faith tradition. Yet we are desperate to...”
– Ruth Haley Barton
( a song from “Stillness” )
“Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor, the enemy of the people. It will...”
– Anne Lamott
“You are already free. What is valuable enough to commit to? Commitment is what...”
– Douglas
running into love..
It’s the time I’ve much been awaiting, anticipating, anxiously ever since I left my home a little over a month ago. I’m back. After an intense two week camp, and two weeks of recuperating and sharing time with a brilliant person, growing more in two weeks and laughing more than I have in a long while. Feels so good. For some reasons, expectations bother me a lot. And I tend to have quite...
peering into windows...
My own eyes are too painful to look at these days. I tried staring in the mirror and all I saw were huge bags under them and messed up hair and sadness and wrinkles where there used to be light and happiness and uniimited smiles. But I’m wondering where…where the smiles were coming from. Where did they ever come from? From the time I was still a small child…where did the real smiles come from…...
June 2010
3 posts
“Energy follows thought; we move toward, but not beyond, what we can imagine. ...”
50 Things You Can Control Right Now
50 Things You Can Control Right Now
by Lori Deschene
“Why worry about things you can’t control when you can keep yourself busy controlling the things that depend on you?” ~Unknown
CNN reports that psychic businesses are thriving in this challenging economy—and the clientele has expanded to include more business professionals who are worried about their financial future. According to Columbia...
the true and the questions
these questions come in the form of whispers and they usually only pierce my heart in the middle of the night. this is why i can’t sleep tonight. it’s awful. i probably should just go outside. all i want to do is hide from my feelings. but i can’t. i’m going to go outside and let them move and let them dance. to see what they feel like. to see what fear feels like...
May 2010
5 posts
Watchtruly inspiring.
“we must create what we most need to find.”
– sabrina ward harrison
welcome.
this is a place where i’ll share my ramblings, artwork, songs, and other things that inspire me. it will take awhile to set up, so bare with me.
i have a lot of questions. this is how i explore…