"Every moment of one's life, one is growing into more or retreating into less." - Norman Mailer

Friday, July 28, 2006

Swear Eternal Friendship to Beauty

"In each person I catch the fleeting suggestion of something beautiful and swear eternal friendship with that."

-- George Santayana

This is the way to always love people: to see the good in them and believe in that goodness. I love this quote because it is such a perfect crystallization of why and how I seem to enjoy almost everyone's company, and why it's possible to be an optimist. It's an interesting meditation, especially when one forces oneself to find and see the beauty in others normally considered anathemic to oneself. Such as George W. Bush.

But when one can look and see the beauty in any one person, one never wants for compliments, or hope, or allies, or friends.

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

JK (kidding, not Rowling)

This post was intended for my birthday, but I had some technical difficulties. Thanks for your patience with my spotty appearances, and I hope all is right with you and yours. And now, unfettered and unindulged, in its original text, my post from two days ago....

Hi again, Mouseketeers! July has flown by in a gust of productivity and contentment (and a certian measure of worry and stress, of course, I must admit). I've checked many things of the "I desire to do" list, such as: see the movie A Scanner Darkly, get stuff for Honors Student Council rolling, visit the Anthropology Department, attend the birth of the baby K (name omitted for privacy's sake), watch lots and lots of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and NYPD Blue, love on my husband, bake things (eg banana bread, chocolate chip cookies, birthday brownies, curried rice).

And so, although I've been absent here, I've been trying to be more present elsewhere. I feel that my attempts to attract the good and repel the bad are having tangible repercussions, the most disturbing of which is that as I feel the bad energy draining from me, I am pretty sure that I'm being attacked by dark energies from the outside. Odd things keep happening, namely the deaths of pets of my family (first, my sister-in-law's bunny, then my mom's loyal dog, then another bunny of my sister-in-law's). Then, my computer broke and was away being fixed for two weeks, in a bid to deter me from being efficient. Littler things, like inexplicable bruises and pains in my body, along with a flat tire, all sort of converged this month, communicating to me that the process of trying to think positively is an arduous and sometimes dangerous task. But I feel determined. I want to be a hopeful person again, a peaceful and understanding person. I want to stop being "right" and start being helpful. I'm sick of my beliefs and my judgments and biases. I want to clean my heart of resentment. This is difficult, but it is worth the effort, I think.

And today is my birthday, happy auspices already received. I turned on the radio this morning while making lunches, and the first song I heard was "Hounds of Love" by Kate Bush, one of my favourites of all time and on my birthday mix this year. Odd coincidence, eh? And then, when I got in the car to drive the kids to daycamp, "Funkytown" by Lipps, Inc. followed by Prince's "Kiss"--great songs to hear on one's birthday. As I've mentioned on the blog before, each year on my birthday, I make a compilation CD of important songs for me that year. Here is this year's list, which I will burn a bit later on today, and enjoy for time immemorial: (and with this list, I give my leave. Until soon!)

What's My Age Again? by Blink 182
Wild Witch Lady by Donovan
It's Not the Fall That Hurts by the Caesars
Never Been to Spain by Three Dog Night
Hounds of Love by Kate Bush
Psycho Killer by the Talking Heads
Town Called Malice by the Jam
Down by Nothing Error
Running Up That Hill by Kate Bush
Hey Rose by Girlyman
Bilingual Girl by Yerba Buena
Everlasting Sea by Donovan
Treasure Island by Nick Harper
Maori by Girlyman
Roun' the Globe by Nappy Roots
You Have Killed Me by Morrissey
I Am Here to Break Your Heart by Nothing Error
You Show Me Yours (And I'll Show You Mine) by Kris Kristofferson
One Night in Bangkok by Murray Head
Frankly, Mr. Shankly by the Smiths
Cosmic Dancer by T.Rex

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

In with the new, out with the pink

I haven't been around much on my blog this summer, and for this I am sorry. Me lamento la falta de estar presente en la red. I've been occupied loving my husband and trying to foster closeness with him. I have also been working hard on stuff for Honors Student Council and BirthCare Network. And I have two birth clients whose due dates are about to collide with each other! (One is late in coming, and I have a feeling the other will come early....)

You might also notice that my blog looks different, and has a different name. This change is meant to reflect a turn in the road for me; I am reconceptualizing my creative space as a reflection of the process of reconceptualizing that I am doing in my life. Please let me know what you think. As a last note, this new template does not allow links, so here, inside the post, are links to my favourite sites:



Happy reading! May the road rise to meet you, etc.