Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Completion
Being whole, thorough, complete. A person who has it all and not all the trappings; someone who knows their value, appreciates the moment they live in, as they contemplate their state and strives for growing, expanding and learning. I choose that path, that "being;" it is a constant state to maintain and at moments I regress to being incomplete and lonely. Both sides exist in me. They exist in you as well.
In a given day, whether you work a job, are retired or unemployed, we rise, start the process of our day and go about completing tasks, connecting and taking care of self. Moments throughout that day, you are aware of your joys, empathy, emptiness, longing and connection to others. A phone call, lunch with a friend or family, full of laughs, regrets and filling in the facts of life; a range of ideas, emotions and sharing. And this is life. Now maybe some time spent with others is less than fulfilling. Maybe some people drain you with an endless dumping of their "issues" and not a moment to hear your state of affairs...yeah I get it. I remember one friend told me I "didn't have any problems." Really?
We are in a state of moving, growing and expanding. Perhaps it may seem best to leave somethings in your past, to abandon some ways. Perhaps. But examine your life to see if those habits and personality types appear again at some point. They just might be what makes your life...complete.
Monday, December 15, 2014
Jagged Edge
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Sometimes I feel very near that place, the spot where discomfort is dangerous, where life is in jeopardy. And yet, I'm here, now, in this place of comfort. Many times, I wonder if I like discomfort and welcome it into my life. I wonder if I put myself in places to be miserable and prefer it as opposed to comfort and joy. You know, you can make a day in paradise a day in hell!
On the edge, where you don't know whether tomorrow will come. The place where you think all hope is lost and thoughts of tomorrow are more of the same or worse. Unfortunately, this is what we choose to make reality. Writing this blog does not make me exempt; I most assuredly struggle daily, almost minute by minute, with a sense of misery. So here we sit or stand, on the edge of what we desire above all else and what we choose to accept from life. Somehow, we think the dichotomy is a great place to set up our tent and to hang out.
There is a better place to be, a better choice for our life. It isn't a matter of "deserving" or being "destined" for either one or the other. It is a matter of choosing what is good, right, loving and beneficial. It is both self serving and serves all. It is a choice to live life to it's fullest in all it's wonder and joy. This is our primary purpose in life and to do so using our talents, emotions and love.
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misery,
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Sunday, December 14, 2014
Nugget and Root
Triplicate |
Searching
That _____
The umph and ahhh
The something-something that changes and unravels the mystery of one's life
Searching
Digging
Breaking up
Giving up
Surrendering
And trying again and again and again
Searching
Seeking
Getting advice
And venting one's soul
Replacing
Substituting
Hoping 'this' will be a reasonable replacement for 'that'
Looking in eyes
Examining hair and expressions
Hoping "he" or "she"
Will be the solution for the ache
Giving up
Settling
Disillusion becoming dis-ease in your mind body and soul
Holding a glimmer of hope
An ember buried in the dust of years of trying
Waiting for someone, something somewhere
To BE
Saturday, December 13, 2014
I See Change
In many ways, I am still the skinny little boy, playing alone...
I always wanted a companion for this journey
I have one
I have always wanted to be heard
I am being heard
I loved to play as a child, creating stories in my head and acting them out with my toys
I continue to "pretend," but mostly in my head
I always wanted to "make things"
I get to Make Things
I loved to experiment and try things out, to break things or at least uncover the breakable parts
I get to do that all day
I longed for deep, intimate fellowship with God, to know HIM, the creator of all things, the one who holds "the whole world, in his hand" and to understand it all
Well, ALL OF THAT HAPPENED...or is happening
I wanted to share my stories, my adventure of growing up, living life, my joy and my pain
I get to do that in words and images, stories, adventures shared in an endless cycle
And the adventure, the childhood world of play goes on and on
Friday, December 12, 2014
The Value of One
Numbers count,
Duh!
Numbers matter
They are matter
They give value
They give weight
Measuring size
And distance
And where you are from me
And I am from her
Numbers tell us things
We use them to tell us about me
And about they guy sitting in his space 9537 kilometers away
We use numbers
Exponential numbers to indicate we should listen to this artist
Or to see this dancer
But there is a number we overlook
The one we forget about as we stumble out the door
Trying to be there by 8:10 (7:55 looks like you're trying too hard)
One
Just One
Not you and me
But One
One me
One you
One God
One ALL
Not "all" as in 2 billion people inhabiting the planet
But ONE
Duh!
Numbers matter
They are matter
They give value
They give weight
Measuring size
And distance
And where you are from me
And I am from her
Numbers tell us things
We use them to tell us about me
And about they guy sitting in his space 9537 kilometers away
We use numbers
Exponential numbers to indicate we should listen to this artist
Or to see this dancer
But there is a number we overlook
The one we forget about as we stumble out the door
Trying to be there by 8:10 (7:55 looks like you're trying too hard)
One
Just One
Not you and me
But One
One me
One you
One God
One ALL
Not "all" as in 2 billion people inhabiting the planet
But ONE
Sometimes...
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Stop
No really stop
I'm getting off
I don't care how long or what's out 'there'
Let me out
This ride has gone on way too long
And I've seen too many people I love
Crash
Burn
Get up again with the encouragement of loved ones and friends
And yet the ride remains the same
Do you hear me
Please
Just let me live my life
Without the abuse
And the pain
Let me exercise my life
With Joy
And a lot less pain
And while you're at it
Let a few others off
Let them be children
Loving life
Minus the burden of correction, punishment and misuse
Thursday, December 11, 2014
Here We Go!
New format, trying something new. Except it isn't dramatically different, just a shift to the left. Power. Who has it? Do you and I and 'us' - all of us - have it? I would like to think we do and how we choose to use it is the problem and the solution. We exercise control over one another and yet we aren't really sure what we want to attain. We say we want the world to be a certain way, but don't realize there are others who want equally opposing things. So we work, talk with others who are of the same mind, trying to get the whole of society, a nation, or the world to be shaped in the vision we have for it. Except there are others who are doing the same thing, but not with the same goal in mind. And in truth, no matter how much the "group think" mentality rules, there are always those in the group who don't see things quite the way the "leader" sees it. There is a constant shifting of energy and control and the world is in a state of upheaval as a result.
Here's the other side of this equation: while we have "power" and exercise it, there is a vision for this world that exceeds - overrules - our own. Certainly, we can guide, direct exercise control over others. But there is one who has the first and final say over every life on this planet. His plan will be completed, even while we exercise our "free will." The direction He wants will be carried out, even as we go about our daily lives, doing, building, loving and hating.
What is good? What is right? What benefits all? And what is LOVE? Focus there.
Labels:
achievement,
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communities,
completion,
family,
free will,
goals,
God,
groups,
individuals,
organization,
plans,
society
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