Denial Vs. Expression

When it comes to keeping things in versus fully expressing ourselves, I wonder if there is some kind of ideal balance...

For some, hearing the expressions of others might give comfort to know that others can empathize... For others, they might not want to hear about some of the darker sides of life, wanting to keep those parts at bay.

The Perfection Bug

The Perfection Bug
Lurking in the shadows
Always ready to strike
Especially during moments of culmination
The potential leaps toward something more

Fear, doubt, and paralysis
Await with each of its bites
Diverting all energy
Sucking away the life force
The heart weakens
The knees grow weak
The mind races
While the tears flow

To tremble and continue to walk:
Left, right, left, right
To trudge forward as an act of courage
To live faithfully and with acceptance for what IS
Is to do battle with The Perfection Bug

Weeds

I find something admirable about weeds... They're these plants, often unwanted, often fought against, and yet they keep coming back over and over again, in so many varied and adverse conditions... finding life in the cracks. I wonder if there's a way to become more like a weed... Or maybe perhaps there are aspects of our psyche that are like weeds, continuing to try to sprout no matter what...

Remembering My Loves

One of my favorite things is to fall in love over and over again, often with the same things but different time periods. Often it's a matter of remembering or becoming reacquainted... suddenly feeling moved... taken... engaged... entranced... coming home again.

Our Blip in History

So often we want to give evidence to our existence... to our brief time of physical existence on this plane... to leave some kind of legacy related to our experience... An act of procreation, leaving behind our genetic traces... An act of creation, leaving behind works that reflect our own experience of material existence. We try to document our lives in the form of photographs, writing, videos... Our Stories. Perhaps we are all trying to contribute to this vast pool of information that ultimately continues to influence and shape an ever evolving mass... If that's the case, ultimately I wonder where it is we're trying to go.

Harmony in Composition?

When looking at or experiencing harmony in composition, whether it's in the form of imagery or music, there's a feeling of settledness... a kind of energy satisfied that reveals itself when disparate parts seemingly work well together. I believe this reflects my underlying conceptualization, my underlying desire for taking what seems separate and different, and somehow making it work together as a whole... a kind of balanced coexistence, each part playing a role...

Hunger

Hunger is an interesting force... It can help to drive us in a direction we're focused on, moving toward whatever it is we seek, even energizing us to go toward that direction... At the same time hunger can also consume us like ulcers hidden away but felt... All that we wish for... All that we desire... when latched onto can eat away at us and cause pain and suffering... Pleasure and Pain... Pain and Pleasure... Swinging too far in either direction often brings us close to death... Sometimes actual physical death... Sometimes mental death... reawakening...