06/18/11 01:32- ID#54522
Just a quick note
I plan to blog about several topics running through my mind: allergies, hospitals, timing, favorite authors, housework, trying my first villanelle, more poetry, maybe even trying to post some pictures if new art projects, but i get home, feed, shower and fall asleep attempting to watch tv.
I have this to do list that probably never manage to be a to done list. Lots of paperwork type stuff. I am really proud if the villanelle's, does anyone else love poetry to want me to post them for some feedback? It will have to wait until I get on the home computer, though.
I think I am turning into a homebody. More so now than before, I still work on my art which can be a very solitary process. My best friend's car needs repairs so we have been chatting on the phone a lot. I have met a bunch of people who live close to me, but they have crazy busy schedules right now. But soon I will be able to hang out with them!
Trying to think of a wedding gift for my cousin whose big event is in October. I like to make something memorable. Just blogging it gave me an idea that I could do if I can find a bunch of old family photo's.
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10/17/10 05:07 - 59.ºF - ID#52968
It was not the last long term relationship that kept me off the grid. More the decision to come home and help my parents, one of which was terminally ill and had one foot headed in deathâ€™s direction. My father and I were not always on good terms and after many years of counseling on our issues, decided to test the theory. I of course, after having lived alone and with room / housemates had learned to care for myself as well as others and run the household. Decided that though I graduated as being cured with my issues with my father that if I did not go back into the jungle and test this theory that it was just words until it was tested. I choose to come home. For ten years we have worked on changing how we relate to each other, for the better and in more healthy ways. I have learned that I cannot always fix everything. Some things are not mine to fix. I can live with a disagreement and it does not have to change who I am. That other people have problems and they are their problems to fix. Most importantly just because daddy does not approve, I still choose to live my life on my terms. And we have both learned to live with that. We know that we are family and we can talk to one another. First rule is that we need to be calm before entertaining conversation with each other. Sometimes it is recognizing that we just need to be heard or more importantly listened to.
People are complicated. Or at least the interesting ones usually are. Therefore relationships with people are complicated. I have been thinking a great deal about relationships. Friendships are my bread and butter basics to understanding people. I have many friends from many walks of life. They would not all agree to each other perspectives but would agree they are friends with me, seriously complementary. I love the fact that when I ask my friends advise about something on my mind that they will all answer me from their perspective as I am finding my own. I have always taken my time to form opinions. I like to gather as much information as I can and really educate myself on many issues to the topic. Therefore in the end once my mind is made up the only way to change it is by showing me new evidence.
Family relationships have formed how I relate to others and continue to do so unless I have learned to reconstruct that conditioned family response through therapy or self-awareness. Iâ€™ve been told that many little girls look to find their daddy in their mates. I I have worked very hard not to allow myself to have the changeable traits from my father that I consider less desirable. Reconstructing my own instead of his. I also consider that I had wonderful relationships with my grandparents and they both taught me things that my parents did not. I think that has to do with what is important to you as you age, therefore generational differences have different priorities.
Making room in my head, heart and home. I do not know who might fill the void I am working on creating to allow a relationship to enter my life. I have someone I am considering, but am unsure of his perspective. I know that I am ready to make this change. More so because of my response when I walk into my apartment with the five years of dumping that I need to sort through, get rid of and make a space for the things I really want in my life. First I want to come home to me.
[Sidebar: One of my friends was pushing my fear of having some half wit barely legal collage twit responding to said prospective male that might make him unavailable for a relationship with me and take him away from my perspective that I should make the moves. I agree to the end result but not to my fear. Because in all reality I am opening that void up and I am working toward having a relationship in my life. Which could also mean that he would not have me as an option. I do not like fear as a motivational tool. I find it makes us sloppy, irrational and needy. None of these traits are desirable to be showing a prospective partner.]
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10/13/10 06:24 - 57.ºF - ID#52944
I have been thinking about a great many things in my life. I have been blessed with the experience of unconditional love from my grandparents. It is probably the reality where they were present to give it freely and in human forms such as hugs, snuggles, backrubs, back scratches, Eskimos kisses, hand holding, each expression filled with love for you from them. And as a child you respond completely with unconditional love in return. I miss that reality. Now it is my job to give it to myself or, maybe if I am lucky, a lover or companion to share love with.
Moments are truly precious and we do not realize how fleeting they can be. I have always felt there was plenty of time for everything to happen. I learned from my Great Grandmother to regret little from this life because I learned to take chances. Making every moment count; as if it were your last moment. I have also learned to savor moments while they are happening and not to push things too far, too quickly. Human beings need time to be flexible, to get used to a concept, idea or emotion. Right now I feel like there are less moments than there used to be. I keep feeling like I missed something. I slept through something. There was an appointment I missed and I keep trying to remember what it was, or where, or whenâ€¦
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10/01/10 06:36 - 58.ºF - ID#52867
I went on my first trackter ride. I saw the entire camp grounds. We learned a great deal about fungus, because one of the ladies on the ride identifies them and we all learned a bunch. We even got to taste some of them later at the pot luck! Yumm! Absolutely beautiful fungus. I discovered I need to wander more with my sketchbook and charcoal and maybe on a nice dry day take photos! The trees were so cool! Especially the old narly ones!
I was honored to share in the birthday festivities after a brief snack. Mojitos with extra mint! Yumm! We sat around the campfire to stay warm and enjoy each others company. I have never laughed so hard in such a long time. I awoke with new muscles aches from all the laughter from the previous evening. Caught up with friends, meet new ones, got to know some others better. I did not want to go to bed.
Awoke to rain, which continued to slow work down. More wonderful conversation and TEA between the rain drops. Refueled and managed to finished the task at hand to close up the campsite for the winter. I managed to get into the way of a falling branch that bull's eyed my nose. I haven't been bopped in the nose in years! Holy crap I forgot how much it hurts! Gave blood to the nature gods and goddessess. I hope that was enough. I do not plan on donating again for awhile. That accomplished we headed home.
I changed into warm clothes to be meet by my BFF who wanted to surprise me and visit. I managed to do all my laundry and all the clothes that smell of campfire never made it into the washer and dyer! Maybe nextweek...
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09/24/10 11:48 - 82.ºF - ID#52826
I hate waiting...
I am always amazed at how long it has been since my last post. I will have to work on it. Many things have been happening. I have been trying to fix the computer so that I can have flashplayer, but it turns out I have to buy memory for my computer in order to do that. UG!
I need to finish my bills, check a couple of job websites out, continue planning for the weekend, waiting... check out planfares, a friend invite me to visit, so we are in planning mode.
Check facebook, check email, continue the other to projects I am working on, get stuff from my apartment, take stuff to my apartment, cleaning, only a little bit. waiting...
Oh pish posh - I think I am going to head outside and enjoy the day.
Last Modified: 09/24/10 11:48
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