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Friday, April 6, 2018

Patina

"She has no patina."

"What do you mean?"

"Life’s made no significant mark on her, despite the fact she’s halfway through it. No real scratches or creases. It’s like whatever life has thrown at her, she’s impervious to it, she’s Kevlar. Her soul hasn’t been darkened or stained by what she’s experienced; but neither has it been deepened, healed or enriched in any kind of beautiful or interesting way."

"But isn’t that a good thing?"

"No, for better or worse life should not leave anyone untouched. Our patina is what makes us interesting." -Jonathon Carroll


 

Friday, March 9, 2018

Elderberry Health Syrup


Forever is how long I have been involved in health foods, somehow knowing instinctively early on that real food was better food (with one serious caveat: I'll take french fries any way I can get them).  My daughter grew up going grocery shopping with me in a slew of natural health food stores.  Ask her about the time she took organic chicken salad with organic curry to school (curry turns things green! kids will laugh!) and her great love for Peanut Butter Bumpers.

I've always reached for natural stuff first whenever anything ails me but especially before anything ails me.  Frankly, as someone who has probably the worst case of white coat syndrome/latrophobia on the planet, I need natural remedies to work for me.

Thursday, March 8, 2018

TBT: 2012 Writing Contest

In 2012 I participated in and won a writing challenge sponsored by NAIWE - National Association of Independent Writers and Editors.

You had to write a series of short articles over the course of 5 days but I unfortunately can only find one of the five.

It's fun to find older stuff you've written...and really, really hard to not want to edit it!

The challenge for the particular day I wrote this was:
Writers craft words into memorable phrases, stories, poems and plays. What writers make your heart sing? Why?

Here's what I wrote for that:

Those of us in love with words all have our favorite wordsmiths; the writers who have the ability to let us see with our mind's eye and feel as if it whatever is happening is somehow happening to us personally.  We've all seen the lists of someone's favorite authors and it is almost always populated with the big guns, the rock stars of the literary world -- Twain, Austen, Hemingway, etc. -- or whomever is currently topping the best seller list.

I would be lying if I denied my appreciation for these masters but if my personal truth be told, I'm far more enamored with the lesser known writer, the young writer, the writer who sits awake night after night pounding out the words, head in the clouds, heart filled with passion. 
Recently a story was circulating on the Internet about a renowned violinist playing unrecognized in the subway.  The gist of the story was that here was this famous musician whose performances regularly sell out at $100 per seat, yet he was almost completely ignored as he played in the subway.  Had he sent out a press release and charged admission, his subway show would have been the talk of the town with everyone clamoring for a ticket. 

We are a starstruck society. 
But what are we missing as we look up to the chosen few that we decide to idolize?
In our certainty that there will never be another (insert famous author name here), I cannot even imagine the talent and potential greatness that is being overlooked. 
If authors themselves were sold in stores, I'd much rather purchase mine at the thrift shop instead of some high end, glitzy emporium where 'anybody who's anybody' shops for overpriced, mass-produced meaninglessness.  
Besides, treasures are often found at thrift shops. 


Stars, super or otherwise, are not always visible.  Sometimes it's up to us to go seek them out.


 

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Winter Hiatus / Do-Over

This year has not started out so great.

A lot of health stuff and subsequent realizations about health and people...and then some significant lifestyle changes...and then deciding that we need to make decisions because of all that stuff. 
Not a high fun quotient.

During all of this I also made some bold decisions about my photo art, including cancelling a solo gallery show.
I know; there are a million people who would kill to have their own gallery show...who would do whatever it took to secure that...and I go and cancel mine.  Aye yi yi, right?

Well good. Maybe by cancelling I opened the door for another artist to get a gallery show of their own.

Wednesday, January 31, 2018

"And The Road Goes On Forever"

"And The Road Goes On Forever"


A long time ago I figured out that whenever something was troubling me,
all I really need to do was get in the car and go.
Throw $5 of gas in the tank and off I went to let the cobwebs in my mind
fly out the window of my 1975 Gran Torino.
Five dollar therapy.
Don't be fooled into thinking that you still can't do that.
Five dollars worth of gas nowadays might not take you as far as it did then,
but it sure beats standing still accumulating cobwebs.


 

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

I Scored A 90 On My Gypsy Test

The restlessness has been out-of-control lately.
It's so bad that it feels like it physically hurts to not be somewhere that isn't here.

I am a gypsy.

My mother frequently called me a gypsy for various reasons while I was growing up and then continued to do so after I became a grownup as I would frequently move from place to place, reinventing myself along the way.

It sounds so corny to say I am a gypsy - like I'm going to go tie a scarf around my head and put on a bunch of jangly jewelry and long skirts.



Well, that actually sounds kind of fun and is mostly how I really do dress, but I don't mean to say that I Want To Be A Gypsy Wannabe, etc.  I (or you) can dress in business suits and still have the soul of a gypsy.

I mean to say that it is in my blood to wander which is one really big aspect of being gypsy-ish.

I can't not wander.

And I have not been wandering much at all lately thanks to winter and health stuff we've been dealing with and where we currently live*.

Oh, we live in a great house in a great location, don't get me wrong.  JP just said the other day that it's the best house he's ever lived in and I concur with that. But that's not enough for me.  It never has been, it never will be.  My mother cannot understand why he and I get in the car and go anywhere now that we have this great house.  Like, you're supposed to not have adventures once you own a house?!  Oh my God, the idea of that makes me break out in hives.  It's why I never cared that I rented.  Renting meant freedom.  Lease is up, time to go!

I can stay in a place for a little while and then I have to pack up and go again.  I need - NEED - to see other stuff.  I need to not travel the same roads, shop the same places, see the same things.  Always needing that while always feeling the need to find that place I belong.  The essence of a gypsy soul.

I don't know how people who stay put do it. I don't know that kind of contentedness. I've sort of envied people who have that "childhood bedroom" thing going on...and at the same time it makes my skin itch and eyes twitch.  But I can't help to wonder how many who plant themselves in one place really are content or...are they stuck?  Do they even know or are willing to admit it?  Have they just given in to the idea of what "they" say you're supposed to do?

I stayed put for a lot of years so my daughter was not subjected to my nomadic tendencies while she was in middle and high school and I do recommend that gypsy-types who have kids do the same because it's not fair to them to be uprooted because you're restless.  But pretty much the day after my daughter graduated I started packing and planning. She graduated in June and by August I was decorating my new place.
I hate packing, I hate the act of moving, but man do I love the end result.

Anyway, I took this Do You Have A Gypsy Soul quiz and here are my spot-on results:

YOU SCORED 90

Gypsy Soul

You received a score above 50 points meaning that you're a Gypsy Soul!
And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. ~ Kahlil Gibran

What is a Gypsy Soul?

There's a beautiful expression that refers to many free spirited people in search of something in life; these people identify themselves as Gypsy Souls.
The Gypsy nomadic lifestyle perfectly embodies the feelings of the eternal wanderer; a wild spirit that is continuously searching for a home, while battling their inner demons and struggling with the thirst for a place to belong. In fact: "Gypsy Heart" might be a more accurate description.
Gypsy Souls rarely like to settle down and extend their roots in any one place, preferring to live a life to the rhythm of their own drums, while not caring much about social convention. To seek for the extraordinary and magical in daily life rather than the normal and average is at the heart of every Gypsy Soul.
Enjoying the boundless freedom that comes with not being tied down or encaged, the Gypsy Soul carries around feelings that behind the next mountain and within the next forest there will be a place of peace: a place they can call home.
The beauty of life for the Gypsy Soul comes in the liberty to live wildly, to dance in the rain and sing under the starry night sky, to belong to no one and everyone, and to speak with their own voices.
To the Gypsy Soul true freedom comes in knowing that when you don't belong anywhere: everywhere and everything becomes home.
Traits of the Gypsy Soul include the following:
  • You're independent and individualistic
  • You love to travel and explore new cultures
  • You constantly see the magic and beauty in life
  • You're authentic to your needs and desires
  • You're attracted to the mystical and occult
  • You're courageous in the face of uncertainty
  • You have experienced soul loss at one point or another in life
  • You're assertive and bold
  • You're curious about exploring the body, mind and soul
  • You're unhappy in an average, duty-bound life
  • You're in touch with your emotions, but you tend to be emotionally reactive
  • You're artistic, creative and self-expressive


 
*Where we live is very nice, it's just played out and it also leads to the same places I've been going my whole life.

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