so today i pick up my pen with intent to write something for you. for you, from me. because it is really all i am able to give. and i hope it is enough. even though the paper i write on and the web domain you read at are impermanent, the resonance of my soul’s words on your soul’s ears could possibly be great. and the point of connection between the writing and the reading is what propels us all forward. . . . → Read More: for you, from me.
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with this shift in self, i have moved from scripting my life to translating it. i am full of words. they roll around inside my self waiting for the right moment to align them in a way that is meaningful, and when i’m lucky, perhaps also beautiful. i think it is my gift, this desire and ability to take a moment of raw energy and have the guts to try to capture it in words. it’s not always successful, but when it is, my heart beats slow and strong and my spirit seems to root itself further into the earth when i feel i have done that moment justice. i let it live a little longer. and occasionally, i get to share those words with someone else and perhaps then they too get to experience that moment for the reality and truth of what it was. . . . → Read More: the opposite of falling: love in translation  2 comments  blog  bravery, chaos, connection, feeling, gift, hope, lies, listening, love, quiet, reality, reciprocity, translation, trust, truth/honesty, words i believe in fate. i believe in fate, not as some pre-determined destiny; decided path; inevitable fixed truth, but instead as an ideal. i believe in fate, by which i mean the possibility of Self. my fate is not who i will be, already decided for me, but who i may be, who i can be, who i am capable of being. my fate is the destiny of my best Self. and my life is a journey in attempt to reach this ideal, to live my potential. my destiny is the life of who i am when i am whole. of course, life is not lived in a vacuum. things happen, good and bad. chance, luck, access: these things matter. each has an impact on my ability to reach this fated goal of Self. but, i believe the most important part of this quest is choice. . . . → Read More: fate and the possibility of connection what are our schools doing? who are they creating? it seems to me we’re are simply churning out workers. people go to college not to learn, but to get a degree, a piece of paper, to ensure that they make more money at a job. think about it. how could our world be different if people did what they love? if we had a society that allowed each of us to figure out what that is! imagine if we were encouraged to follow our hearts. if we were taught to learn because it made us better people. imagine if we stopped putting education on a pedestal. a pedestal only meant for certain people. imagine if we had education that taught people not just to think, but to be better at whatever they love, at whatever they want to do…thinking or not. imagine if our schools taught us how to better versions of ourselves. . . . → Read More: education and the Self |
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