This song came on Pandora today, and it reminded me of one particular night a few years back.
It was so strange seeing you after only a few months of being apart. It took a long time to relearn all the things I already knew about you and me. It was weird and fun.
I can't believe that you're knocking,
knocking on my door
Oh, it's been so long, been so long
I can't believe that you're knocking,
knocking on my door
Oh, it's been so long, been so long
Fate has a way of showing
on where you belong
Oh, it's been so long, been so long
Sound of my heart's stopping
A surprising stop
It's been so long, been so long
Time has a way of knowing
what we have is strong
Oh, it's been so long, been so long.
-Vetiver
Monday, June 6, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
3 MILES
I ran three miles today... without stopping to walk. Never in my life have I even run one mile without stopping.
I feel very proud.
I feel very proud.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Today.
Everyday is a new adventure.
Everyday is a new thing learned.
Everyday is a chance to start over.
Everyday is new.
Everyday I will love you... But in a new way.
I will love you for you, not for me.
So everyday, wake up and be happy that it is a new day.
Everyday is a new thing learned.
Everyday is a chance to start over.
Everyday is new.
Everyday I will love you... But in a new way.
I will love you for you, not for me.
So everyday, wake up and be happy that it is a new day.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Intermediate Problem Solving.
Today was my first day in my summer school class: intermediate handbuilding, and let me just say, I am so intimidated.
All of my ten classmates are so talented, and have been playing with clay for so many years.
Our only assignment is to create our own assignment, pitch it to our teacher, and then work on it, along with a few small technical assignments.
Everyone else has been working on these amazing signature projects for years, so they are all set, but I am sitting there wondering "hmmm... no fucking clue what I'm going to work on."
And to top it off, the teacher expects us to make around 40 pieces in this month and a half class: "Shoot for 40 finished pieces for the semester"
I am really excited for this challenge ahead of me. My brain is going to get a nice stretching for the next 45 days.
Quotes of the day from class:
-"Art is a high form of self-education"
-"Human beings need to be productive"
-"Solving problems leads to creativity"
All of my ten classmates are so talented, and have been playing with clay for so many years.
Our only assignment is to create our own assignment, pitch it to our teacher, and then work on it, along with a few small technical assignments.
Everyone else has been working on these amazing signature projects for years, so they are all set, but I am sitting there wondering "hmmm... no fucking clue what I'm going to work on."
And to top it off, the teacher expects us to make around 40 pieces in this month and a half class: "Shoot for 40 finished pieces for the semester"
I am really excited for this challenge ahead of me. My brain is going to get a nice stretching for the next 45 days.
Quotes of the day from class:
-"Art is a high form of self-education"
-"Human beings need to be productive"
-"Solving problems leads to creativity"
Friday, May 20, 2011
Stranger Part 2.
Oh glorious Stranger,
You came back. I did not think I would ever see you again. And this second time around was just as amazing as the first time.
I am content with only knowing you as I do... as a momentary high, but if I ever see you again, I might want to know you more.
I am not greedy, but there could be something even more amazing than the few moments we have already shared.
Please come back.
You came back. I did not think I would ever see you again. And this second time around was just as amazing as the first time.
I am content with only knowing you as I do... as a momentary high, but if I ever see you again, I might want to know you more.
I am not greedy, but there could be something even more amazing than the few moments we have already shared.
Please come back.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Connect with me, please.
Someone once told me this amazing thing about the ocean, and until they told me this, I did not appreciate the ocean like I do today:
"the ocean is this amazing force. It is so strong that it makes perfect strangers know love. They are all different, but brought to the same place for the same reason: LOVE FOR THE OCEAN."
When ever I am near the ocean, or hear the waves break, I know I am not alone.
I hear and feel my Mother. She is the fluid motion that flows through my spirit.
It is hard for me to connect with anyone besides Tim on this matter. I am not sure if it is because i just haven't met the right people or if it is because we really are soul mates?
Side note: I have learned that SOUL MATES does not mean always together, always on the same wave length, always in
love. I have learned that SOUL MATES is pure understanding and forgiveness. You are my soul mate because I can fully forgive and understand you. I feel unconditional love for you no matter who you are and what you do, because in your mind, what you see is amazing...
You really are amazing.
Back to my thoughts though. The ocean is this anchor, where we all feel comfortable.
In ceramics, when I make something hollow, I listen just to hear the ocean. It is coforting to me. I think that the comfort I feel is due to the connection mother nature and I have.
But the whole point of this post is to vent about our loss of connection... Mother nature and I. I feel abandoned by her. I feel like with the people in my life who I share my life with, I feel no reciprocation. And yes this is selfish, but as a human, this yearning for acceptance and love is normal. And to NOT want these things is super human and weird.
So forgive me for feelig sorry for me... For one moment.
End note: I do not want to complain about my loss of connection with those who I love, but instead learn to be okay with who they are and who we are all becoming, together or separate.
I will learn.
"the ocean is this amazing force. It is so strong that it makes perfect strangers know love. They are all different, but brought to the same place for the same reason: LOVE FOR THE OCEAN."
When ever I am near the ocean, or hear the waves break, I know I am not alone.
I hear and feel my Mother. She is the fluid motion that flows through my spirit.
It is hard for me to connect with anyone besides Tim on this matter. I am not sure if it is because i just haven't met the right people or if it is because we really are soul mates?
Side note: I have learned that SOUL MATES does not mean always together, always on the same wave length, always in
love. I have learned that SOUL MATES is pure understanding and forgiveness. You are my soul mate because I can fully forgive and understand you. I feel unconditional love for you no matter who you are and what you do, because in your mind, what you see is amazing...
You really are amazing.
Back to my thoughts though. The ocean is this anchor, where we all feel comfortable.
In ceramics, when I make something hollow, I listen just to hear the ocean. It is coforting to me. I think that the comfort I feel is due to the connection mother nature and I have.
But the whole point of this post is to vent about our loss of connection... Mother nature and I. I feel abandoned by her. I feel like with the people in my life who I share my life with, I feel no reciprocation. And yes this is selfish, but as a human, this yearning for acceptance and love is normal. And to NOT want these things is super human and weird.
So forgive me for feelig sorry for me... For one moment.
End note: I do not want to complain about my loss of connection with those who I love, but instead learn to be okay with who they are and who we are all becoming, together or separate.
I will learn.
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