Sunday, August 19, 2012
So... this week, which has been helacious has also brought about some really interesting things... How about instead of asking Why? I ask What if? How about instead of dreading all the things left to do, I celebrate what is accomplished? How about remembering that everyone starts somewhere, and all those somewhere's are different and I'm not in a race, I'm on a journey? How about moving past forgiving and into forgetting? How about doing what works instead of repeatedly doing what doesn't in hopes that I will "work" in a way that isn't so different? How about not just believing but saying out loud, "love is enough" (without adding the disclaimer that it has to be, because some days it's all I've got) How about letting the things and people that are clamoring for my attention actually get some of it, instead of viewing them as a distraction? I made art this week... I made art I like this week. I wrote this week. I wrote stuff that needed to see the light of day so that it would stop darkening my heart. Swoon post, because, I'm really loving what works.
Friday, August 10, 2012
I need to preface this with a few things-- I'm busy getting myself entrenched in Effy Wild's Book of Days, using the word "surfacing" as my word for the year. This part of my story is the first time I ever fought my way back up to a place I could call me. As I'm flinging the mud in my own world again, this time in my life keeps revisitng to me to remind me that something good always comes from the hard stuff... that there is a reason you bring yourself to the place of breaking. And I think that this might be the definitive retelling of this part of my story...
There is art that goes along with it, but the art and I are still making our way to see things the same way.