Showing posts with label Monday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Monday. Show all posts

Monday, June 27, 2016

Monday Musing


You’re packing up your sleeping bag,

Your lantern and your tent,

And you’re off to find the life you lost,

But you aren’t sure where it went.
And I hope those mountains teach you,
How to stand both tall and proud,
That you see your life much clearer,
With your head above the cloud.
I hope you swim through rivers,
With their currents swift and fast,
That they show you must be careful,
When you wash away your past.
I hope that you are humbled,
By the vastness of the sea,
That the eagles high above you,
Make you feel like your free.
I hope when night has fallen,
And your fire’s just a spark,
The stars shine to remind you,
That there’s beauty in the dark.
But most of all I’m hoping,
That you’re learning while you roam,
That no matter the distance,
You can always come home

e.h.

xx

Monday, January 25, 2016

My Monday Musing


Let’s talk about postmodernism, the subjectivism of the world today. Let’s discuss our truths that lead us to believe in our facts. There is more than one way of knowing, and knowledge is expressed from our own perspective – let’s agree that this world, our knowledge, and to a large degree, even facts all come with a degree of uncertainty.

Let’s explore art galleries the world over. I want you to tell me how you really feel when you look at Matisse’s Yellow Curtain. Let’s debate the influence of van Gogh’s mental illness on his paintings. Did his art console him, as he intended art to console those who are broken by life?
Let’s compare Klimt’s Golden Phase to the changing leaves on an autumn afternoon.

Let’s talk about the way you can hear Yo Yo Ma’s discipline in the way he plays the cello. Let’s compare that to the fluidity and passion I can hear when Jacqueline du Pré plays the same piece of music. Encourage me to play the cello. Let’s discuss the lyrics of all our favourite songs, and what they mean to us.

Tell me how you carry my heart with you, that you carry it in your heart. Let’s talk about the controversial poetry of E.E. Cummings, let’s talk about prejudice. Let us not judge. I want you to notice how, like Maya Angelou, I rise. I want you to know that my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine. Let’s remind each other that the Earth and everything that's in it, is ours.

Let’s talk about Mikhail Baryshnikov, Vaslav Nijinsky and Rudolf Nureyev. Tell me who the Critics Circle National Dance Awards has cited as the greatest names in contemporary ballet. Let’s watch and afterwards discuss Marianela Nuñez’s performance as the Black Swan.


But let’s never talk about me being unable to discuss anything real. These things are as real to me as the Rose Quarts and Serenity colours of the sunset.

xx

Monday, January 11, 2016

Monday, October 12, 2015

Monday, September 14, 2015

Monday Musing


"When you find yourself drowning in self-hate, you have to remind yourself that you weren’t born feeling this way. That at some point in your journey, some person or experience sent you the message that there was something wrong with who you are, and you internalised those messages and took them on as your truth. But that hate isn’t yours to carry, and those judgments aren’t about you. And in the same way that you learned to think badly of yourself, you can learn to think new, self-loving and accepting thoughts. You can learn to challenge those beliefs, take away their power, and reclaim your own. It won’t be easy, and it won’t happen over night. But it is possible. And it starts when you decide that there has to be more to life than this pain you feel. It starts when you decide that you deserve to discover it." 

- Daniell Koepke

Have a Happy Week!
xx

Monday, August 31, 2015

Monday Musing

The Artidote, painting by Sergio Mora

Unknown Source

xx

Monday, August 24, 2015

Monday, August 17, 2015

Monday Musing


“Whatever we plant in our subconscious mind and nourish with repetition and emotion will one day become reality.”
- Earl Nightingale

xx

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Monday Musing


The Power of Our Words
Our words are our power tools. Each word we use initiates an act of creation and is a thread holding together a part of the fabric of our life. Take one word out of your vocabulary and all the creative power that that word contains evaporates from your life. Take the word "love" out, for example, and everything you understand, know, feel, and experience about "love" would no longer exist.
That's the power of one word.
- Caroline Myss

xx

Monday, February 9, 2015

Monday Musing



I recently listened to Brene Brown's TED talk - The Power of Vulnerability. In her talk she speaks about vulnerability and how it is necessary in order to be fully connected. 

Being vulnerable is not comfortable, but it is necessary in order to truly live. Even though vulnerability is the core of shame and fear and the struggle for worthiness, it is also the birth place of joy, creativity, belonging and love. 

We have a tendency to try and numb vulnerability - But the problem with this is that one cannot selectively numb emotions. When we try and numb negative emotions, we end up numbing positive emotions too. You can therefore never enjoy positive emotions unless you embrace the negative ones too.

Believe that you are enough!
xxx


Monday, January 19, 2015

Monday Musing


"I believe that we are put here in human form to decipher the hieroglyphs of love and suffering. And, there is no degree of love or intensity of feeling that does not bring with it the possibility of a crippling hurt. But, it is a duty to take that risk and love without reserve or defense."

- Allen Ginsberg 

xxx

Monday, November 10, 2014

Monday Musing




What a wonderful word - what a wonderful thing to be...
xxx


Monday, September 15, 2014

Monday, June 30, 2014

Monday Musing...

For the most part I believe it is a burden feeling everything so deeply. For a long while I prayed to feel less - It is draining. I suppose it is because I focussed on the deep sadness I felt, but never on the great happiness. I am trying to come to terms with the way I feel everything so deeply, as much as the intense sadness is a curse, it really is beautiful to be able to feel such immense happiness, delighting in even the smallest things...
 

 
“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.”    
- Jim Morrison
 
I hope you have a lovely week friends - embrace your feelings.
xx