This last week, I gave each of the kids their first piano lesson.
I video recorded their first trial with tears in my eyes.
Even if I can only teach them minimum levels of piano capacity, I can give them a little.
And it inspires me to play, too. It inspires me to reconnect with my roots.
My soul, my heart, my grandmother… not a time passes that I sit at the delicate keys that I don’t think of her.
My god(dess) I love her.
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So much of what I’ve written seems like junk lately.
Things I have been considering:
* Should I *want* to post every day? Does it increase my bloggy value?
* Should I create more weekly categories?
o I have my book reviews every Thursday, and have written a review for a new book every Thursday until the middle of April. Maybe I should make book reviews happen twice a week? Maybe I should keep the reviews as they are?
The first thought in my head this morning was, “Good God it’s already Thursday.”
Of course, you’re reading this a few days late, but perhaps that will add to the effect.
Time is flying by so quickly that I can hardly stand it. It’s self induced because I’m busy– but I’m busy with responsibilities. You know, like working and picking up the kids from school and helping with the whole playing house thing.
Last night I learned that my beloved Dreamtime Festival wasn’t going to happen this year. To say I’m devastated is the understatement of the year. I look forward to this festival all year long, and for 2010, I will not get my much needed dose of wandering hippie community.
That being said, I’m on the prowl. I’m on the prowl for a camping festival filled with hippies and maybe some burners for good measure. I want it to be ecologically aware, meditatively motivated, and filled with magic and spirituality.
I am an introverted extrovert.
Being around other people is exhilarating for me, as long as I’ve had plenty of alone time.
I seems, these days, that I rarely have alone time.
It’s that whole having a family thing. So, now it seems that being around lots of people is fairly exhausting.
One thing I really need to work on is making sure I take the time to be alone. I love being quiet, silent, and contemplative. That’s my favorite part of experience. It’s when I find the most interesting things to write about. It’s when I find new ways of thinking of things. It’s where my magic happens and my premonitions are most accurate.
oOOOOoooOOOoooooOOH.
Somehow everything has finally slowed down enough to think. Which is precisely what I was aiming for.
But one must be prepared if they decide they want things to slow down enough to think that there will be eventually be thinking. And that they will have time to think about those things they’ve put off until the times when you are available to think.
I’m just saying.
Sometimes it’s better not to think. Sometimes it’s better to be in a state of non-thinking.
What is God?
Do you mean… what is MY God?
God can be different things to different people. For me, god or goddess is a form of energy that connects us all. It is infinitely love. It is the complete absence of fear or fear-related emotions. It is calm and peace and comfort. And it is a part of every single one of us.
I do not believe in a Zeus-like figure in the sky who is vengeful or a judge.
When I went to see the movie Avatar, approximately a year after my last visit to the theaters, I was dazzled by the big screen.
However, I wasn’t impressed by the selection of previews and the shat they played prior to the opening of the film. There was an advertisement for some cable television show about SWAT members busting through bad guy’s doors. There was a ‘Behind the Scenes’ for the next Tom Hanks war movie. There was a seemingly unending propaganda commercial exalting the National Guard. (Not that I scoff at the National Guard– but it WAS propaganda by no stretch of the imagination.)
It’s on days like today that I wish I could be a stay at home mom.
Or… a stay at home… housewife?
I am enjoying the silence. Immeasurably.
I stayed home today because I didn’t sleep a wink last night. Turns out the jasmine tea I purchased is combined with green tea… which is caffeinated. I didn’t feel hyper… :)
