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[Dec. 27th, 2009|11:51 pm] |
goals:
more film photography.
eat less dairy because it hurts my stomach.
stop sleeping in so much.
fix the seat in my car. |
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| Shell Form Drawings |
[Dec. 27th, 2009|06:28 pm] |
 
The waves brought me this broken shell model. It rolled up to my bare toes. |
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| "it's not my place to save you" |
[Dec. 27th, 2009|02:28 pm] |
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I've been thinking a lot lately about journeys, about the places and distances that people travel to reach new places and begin new lives.
my oversoul life has changed a lot in the past few days. G and I finally called it quits on every romantically charged level we had left. no residual feelings, no illusions of things working out further down the line, nothing.
so i cried like a child for a couple of days :) i was saying goodbye to a very large part of my past and it reminded me that sometimes growth can be a sad thing. i mean, we usually associate it with success and moving upwards closer to god-mind; but sometimes growth is sad because we remember our roots and it can be difficult to feel so far away from the things that made us the way we are.
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i was hit with a wave of writing transfixion this afternoon; i couldn't tell if it was from my oily lunch disturbing the delicate balances and measures of my body or if it was a wave of emotion either residual or not mine at all.
everything began to move in slow motion. something as simple as testing the water temperature before i stepped into the shower became simultaneously epic and rueful in meaning. this one thought continued to run through my head like a midnight subway train that drags by in the night:
"The characters I create are always immobilized by their emotions or by their language. They say to write what you know, but I wonder if I've stood up to live?"
i think it's a nice self-preservation button i have, where i only weigh what could have ben when i'm nowhere near affecting the other person's decisions. i worry that i made the wrong decision, that i let go too soon, that the most important person in my life is not me, after all. but i also have a really strong faith in god-mind, if this was to happen, it would have, and since it didn't, it wasn't meant to be.
i will work on being a better person. i will work on being a better friend. and i will keep all that grief greedily stowed away for my writing. |
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| Fish and Fowl |
[Dec. 26th, 2009|07:03 pm] |
 
Today's beach walk include close ups with Pelicans and a fisherman landing a 1-foot shark and tossing him back in the surf. |
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| Сказка |
[Dec. 25th, 2009|12:52 pm] |
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У Пушкина было три любимых собачки –– Тройка, Семерка и Тузик. |
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| sparkly tree time |
[Dec. 24th, 2009|08:24 pm] |
winter time kitty.
( tree & sweater day & wine drinking )
it's hard to believe that christmas is tomorrow. when i was younger i remember how long it seemed to take for this day to come every year. now it's just..here! i don't even think about it. the "joys" of growing up. my presents are wrapped and ready to be opened. we're planning on presents at 8am, mimosas! then brunch at my uncle's house. |
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| painter's toes |
[Dec. 24th, 2009|12:57 pm] |
broken welk model
sea shell warm air wet colors
poolside Studio
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| Jesse's Bike |
[Dec. 24th, 2009|12:51 pm] |
Purple tropical bike was fun to ride. |
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| Атрибуты праздника |
[Dec. 24th, 2009|02:19 pm] |
Для меня, как человека хоть и не религиозного, но сентиментального, время подготовки к Рождеству и Рождество - настоящий праздник и раздолье :)
Можно уже в октябре придумывать и готовить подарки, перед праздниками рассылать открытки и поздравления, наводить порядок и уют дома, жечь свечи, радоваться снегу и вот такого типа картинкам
:)
Особенную слабость я почему-то питаю к разным светящимся гирляндам-лампочкам (а город сейчас ими полон - но на фотке, к сожалению, не Рига:))
и новогоднему салюту :)))
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| Возвращение света |
[Dec. 24th, 2009|01:14 pm] |
У нас, в Латвии, завтра празднуют Рождество/Сатурналии/Ziemassvētki ("зимние праздники").
С праздниками, дорогие френды!
Любимое (рождественское) стихотворение:
В земные страсти вовлеченный,
я знаю, что из тьмы на свет
придет однажды ангел черный
и крикнет, что спасенья нет.
Но, простодушный и несмелый,
прекрасный, как Благая Весть,
идущий следом ангел белый
прошепчет, что надежда есть.
/Б.Окуджава./ |
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