I am just tip tap typing like those cows in that book I used to read as a kid and that Wes Anderson sound byte that went viral a couple of years ago started playing in my head.
I feel like a Wes Anderson girl scout peddling my words to anyone who would dare to open their emails. I'm hoping for feedback, any feedback. Some feedback. Even negative feedback would be enough to get me to change course and try something new.
I realized two things about myself today that I'm kind of proud of.
#1 although I was not and am not perfect, I am a good big sister
#2 it's okay to romanticize the shitty things too
I was under the influence during both revelations. Would they have happened if I wasn't? It's hard to say. Aren't we always under the influence of something?
There's a whole tedtalk by Lisa Feldman that really hits this home.
She had this whole exercise where she showed you the face of a woman and depending on your own mood, you would perceive her as either friendly, neutral, or moody.
So, I think my point here is, the whole inner light thing always stumped me.
It's something I've been gnawing on for a while and I've come to the conclusion that the inner light is the projector light that we cover with different filters called emotions and that is how our perception works.
Does that make sense?
Am I under too much influence?
It's like your third eye is constantly projecting an image in front of your eyes to shield you from reality to keep you safe.
So all I wanted to come on here and say is, as I finish up the zine for July for the "Heart Times", is that the inner light matters just as much as the filters that you're holding up.
Make sure you're burning sustainably, that you have a joy that isn't sucking you dry but nourishing your soil
and make sure that the filters you're holding up are true to who you are, so there's less to hold up and a foundation to rest them on.
I'm so high...on life obviously
over and out
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