Friday, January 27, 2012

"And in that moment, I swear we were infinite. "

Life has a funny way of turning around on you when you least expect it. Sometimes a good thing happens. Other times it's something that hurts. And you just have to sit down and take it. Take every single blow. Then you have to get up and keep going. Just keep living. Even though it's exhausting. Even though it hurts.
So, you stretch.
You take a deep breath and you breathe it out.  
You laugh.
And you keep living. 
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"Let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry...have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere-be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost."
- Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

Sunday, January 22, 2012

"Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders."

"How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd."

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, 
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul. 
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
I honestly think that if everyone lived by the Desiderata...life would be a much better place. Sometimes I get down and I have to remind myself of the way that life needs to be lived.  Life is too short to hold grudges or to remember past mistakes. Forgive and forget. Find who makes you happy and keep them. Don't be hard on yourself. You're human. 
Que sera, sera. 



Monday, January 16, 2012

Between the Bars
By: Elliott Smith
Drink up baby, stay up all night with the things you could do.
You won't but you might.
The potential you'll be that you'll never see.
The promises you'll only make.
Drink up with me now and forget all about the pressure of days.
Do what I say and I'll make you okay and drive them away.
The images stuck in your head.

The people you you've been before that you don't want around around anymore.
That push and shove and won't bend to your will, I'll keep them still.

Drink up baby, look at the stars. I'll kiss you again between the bars.
Where I'm seeing you there with your hands in the air waiting to finally be caught.
Drink up one more time and I'll make you mine, keep you apart, deep in my heart. 
Separate from the rest, where I like you the best and keep the things you forgot.

The people you've been before that you don't want around anymore.
That push and shove and won't bend to your will, I'll keep them still.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Welcome, Spring!


I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
William Wordsworth

Monday, January 2, 2012

Lavender Mist
Jackson Pollock
New Years Resolution:
To continue growing within myself and to not let anything or anyone keep me from bettering myself as a person. I hope to continue to mature, to pick my battles wisely, and to handle all situations with poise and delicacy.