"We can know nothing about what is outside usif we overlook ourselves," he thinks now."The universe is the mirror in which we can contemplateonly what we have learned to know in ourselves"
~Italo Calvino's Mr. Palomar
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Even the fear of death is nothing compared to the fear of not having lived authentically and fully.
~Frances Moore Lappe,
Monday, October 19, 2009
"The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience"
~ Emily Dickinson
I'm silently restless
because unfortunately
no words feel comfortable
being captured
between thought and revelation.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
The best part of my
crazy busy, task filled, responsibility saturated day was finding this written on a scrap piece of paper in the kitchen tonight... I want a mango tree...
Friday, October 09, 2009
"Out of clutter, find simplicity." --Albert Einstein
Thursday, October 08, 2009
A home is not a mere transient shelter:
its essence lies in the personalities of the people who live in it.
~H. L. Mencken
Wednesday, October 07, 2009
LIFE IS... SO MUCH MORE THAN WE THOUGHT IT WOULD BE....SO MUCH LESS THAN WE THOUGHT IT WOULD BE... SO INTENSE...YET MUNDANE...YET OCCASIONALLY INTOXICATING AND EXCITING ...YET DEMANDING AND DEAFENING.. ITS JUST SOMETIMES SO SO MUCH....
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
Some days I have EVERYTHING under control
and then some days I feel like this...
As an artist running a business I feel as though I am often teetering on an edge of potential unreliability. I live in a relatively small but constant state of fear that my left brain will not always show up for work on time to get done what needs to be done when it needs to be done. Most days its there early—planning, thinking and responding to emails and phone calls with such a fervour of dedication that you wouldn't even think to question that it would EVER be negligent or absent. And then, well...right brain takes over and convinces lefty that it would be just fine for it to take that long bubble bath or that plane to Prague—we will be able to hold down the fort perfectly fine without it.
Then all hell breaks loose...painting, writing, drawing, no sleep, and a constant feeling that there are things everywhere being forgotten or left undone, all of it totally beyond my control. I would love to know how to handle this better than the constant scrambling I do...any suggestions?
Sunday, October 04, 2009
We did not change as we grew older; we just became more clearly ourselves.