Archive for the ‘Words’ Category

2009 in Review. 2010 in Preview

The past 12 months have been a whirlwind of experiences. I have conquered fears, achieved goals, and found out things about myself I never knew. But just like anyone else, everything was not all roses, sparkles and fairy dust. There are many things I still haven’t changed. There have been missed opportunities, and unsatisfactory situations. Pitfalls. Road blocks. Rabid monkeys. But most importantly I have grown as a person, and although life is not perfect (but really, when is it?), it has been an exciting almost magical adventure. And every day I learn to live it more fully.

Here are some notable 2009 events.

The greatest of ease
In May, I performed for the first time ever as a (fledgling) circus performer. In retrospect, it was not a big deal. It was a showcase at PSCA. Pretty much a recital for adults. My friends and family came to see me. I didn’t fall. All in all, a great success. However, at the time it was a big deal to me. I had serious stage fright and the thought of anybody watching me do anything would give me sweaty palms and make me shake. I would get nervous practicing in front of my class, which consisted of 5 people. At the showcase I performed in front of about 80 people, twice.  Ever since that night my performance anxiety has significantly decreased.  I feel more confident in class. I haven’t performed since then, but I have a feeling it will be MUCH better the next time around.
Read the rest of this entry »

Illustrated Missed Connections

I LOVE reading missed connections. I never could have imagined how infinitely cooler they would become once illustrated.
etsy.coat

Monday, November 2nd, 2009
You left your coat here last winter – w4w
… or rather, you let me wear it home.
I found fun dip in one pocket and your NYPL card in the other.
It’s going to keep me deliciously warm this winter as I rack up mountains of overdue fines

Read the rest of this entry »

To Be A Kid Again: An Attempt at Regression

kid
It seems like we are all born with an innate instinct to know exactly what it is we need in life.  We learn how to walk and talk on our own. As small children, We eat when we are hungry, sleep whenever we are tired and poop whenever we feel like poopin’ (literally). Have you ever seen a child screech like a banshee while rolling around on the ground? Odds are that was just something that seemed like fun at the time.

The idea is that, before they are conditioned not to, kids live in the moment. They don’t watch the clock or set a schedule of what toys they can play with at certain times. They go with their feelings and enjoy every moment. And for that, children are happy, unique little souls. As they grow older, they get more rules applied to their lives and are constantly being told what is “normal” and right. They hide the original part of themselves deep down inside and cover it up with ideas and actions that belong to others. Then these children go to school, then college and then get jobs. Then those children become me and you.

Read the rest of this entry »

Castles In The Air

castle

“If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.” -Walden, Henry David Thoreau

*Photo by Gustavo Rodrìguez

Sometimes My Arms Bend Back

redroom
My days of late have been a mish-mash of small accomplishments, excitement and complete and total confusion. All in all it is still a life worth living, and I am grateful for that.  I have decided to make ponies and unicorns a place for me. Where I can dump my brain and write things of interest. If you like it, well then that’s cool too.

Some random going ons:

Lord of the Rings

Thus continues my descent into total dorkdom.  I have finished the LOTR trilogy, and while at times it was fascinating and entertaining, I mostly thought it was a bore. Is that a heresy? I feel kind of bad about not loving them, because I devoted so much time to reading. To be quite honest, there were WAY too many characters referenced and involved. Also, the history and geography in the book requires a deep and intimate understanding to the Tolkien “middle earth” that would only be acquired by reading the Silmarillion – something i’m not about to do.  I might be alone in this, but after months of time spent reading the trilogy, I would have much rather just watched the movies.  Off to Murakami-land now!

Circus

My aerial skills have been improving, but now I am learning a whole new batch of tricks that make me feel inadequate.  I guess it is all part of the process. I am, however getting much stronger.  I can do 7 pull-ups on average and just recently accomplished a meathook.  A meathook is a move where if done correctly, it feels like a huge hook is stuck in your chest. Fun! Unfortunately, I can’t get out of it just yet and I can only do it on my right side. The result is some very unpretty flopping around.

My contortion training is officially non-existent. I was stretching everyday, but now I have so many things going on I can barely find the time. It seems like that time wont be returning again until the new year.  I am now just a run of the mill flexible girl, not the freakishly bendy sideshow freak I long to be.
Read the rest of this entry »

Everything is OK…

Around 4:10: “You are born free, you will live free, you will die free. You are allowed to make a scene. You are allowed to scream for joy. You are allowed to complain. You are allowed to cry. You are allowed to love people. You are allowed to hug people. We are living in a world where we are starting to feel scared, we are starting to forget just how divine and special we are as human beings.”
-Everything is OK

The World is a Beautiful Place….

The world is a beautiful place
to be born into
if you don’t mind happiness
not always being
so very much fun
if you don’t mind a touch of hell
now and then
just when everything is fine
because even in heaven
they don’t sing
all the time

The world is a beautiful place
to be born into
if you don’t mind some people dying
all the time
or maybe only starving
some of the time
which isn’t half bad
if it isn’t you

Oh the world is a beautiful place
to be born into
if you don’t much mind
a few dead minds
in the higher places
or a bomb or two
now and then
in your upturned faces
or such other improprieties
as our Name Brand society
is prey to
with its men of distinction
and its men of extinction
and its priests
and other patrolmen

and its various segregations
and congressional investigations
and other constipations
that our fool flesh
is heir to………………..

-Lawrence Ferlinghetti