Friday, August 27, 2010

i believe in the power

I got to see a few people's reactions to the show and the documentary trailer today. Happy birthday to me. Blessed be.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

words and flickering images...

I received a package in the mail today! It held two gifts, wrapped in blue and gold, with sweet notes attached. I got a DVD series that not only is a nearly-forgotten favorite, but also reminded me how well some of my old friends know me, and a beautiful new book that had me hooked from the first few lines. The passage I present copied here reminded me so much of finding and reading Gormenghast for the first time, and that alone was a lovely gift.
Thank you for making today extra special, D.

 

Some days

(handwritten post from 08/25)

Even though some days you have to work harder than you think you're able, it's a gift to be able to give all of yourself to something you love. Today was a long day, up at 5:30 to drive to FedEx in Mills River to pick up prints, then made it to the gallery just in time to meet Dale. Worked all morning and a good bit of the afternoon hanging the show, then came home hoping to rest before heading off to final edits/prints on the documentary trailer, but work was waiting for me there too, so no rest. Then at 5:00, off to Andy's. We did a little sound recording on top of the final edit work, and I didn't get out of there until almost 10pm. The work itself is a gift, having the opportunity is a gift, a huge one - I felt so incredibly special when I saw all those photos hanging on that gallery wall and our names in those credits. But I think today's lesson is that I have to remember to take better care of myself sometimes, like we do on our real birthdays. Get good sleep, eat better, let people's love soak in and recharge your soul batteries. That's the only way we can keep up this kind of work - and it's worth it!

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Gifts

Like every day, today held many gifts. My latest article was accepted and will come out in time to support the art show. A good friend and I got to play 'art gallery' and hang my installation in the top gallery in our area - a dream come true. It was hard not to jump up and down (ok, impossible. I did a little). I got things worked out to be able to get the prints for the show on time, finally got the old truck out of the yard and accomplished some things that will be necessary to get the documentary trailer there on time. So much goodness, and all of it special, at least to me, but hopefully to others as well.
Chris told me yesterday that the lady at the bank asked him if I was off saving the world, and he told me that he thought I was always saving the world. I think today's gift is powerful belief in myself, in my own magic, in my ability to shape and change the world around me, at least a little. There is so much hard stuff, so much bad in the world, and while you can't ignore it, you also can't let it take away the good. I could do that. I see so much. But I don't want to be unhappy, I don't want to be useless. I want to save the world. I could focus on the pretty obvious fact that that's probably impossible, or I could just keep trying, and believe that I can at least make a difference.

"This is true love - you think this happens every day?"

(handwritten post from 08/23)

It seems to me that the biggest magic always comes in the smallest forms - the touch of someone specials' hand on your back as you walk through the door before them, holding your hand in a dark theater, leaning their head against your shoulder, laughing about the things that struck you both as funny, talking about your days and work together, their toes against yours in the night, their arms around you in the morning...

Starlight, the rising sun, growing things, the flight of birds, the change of moon and seasons - so many magical things are pretty much guaranteed. That doesn't make them any less special or beautiful, and they are the daily bread and butter of life, the magic that keeps us going. But something as rare as true love, something that seems almost imaginary, when it touches you, you believe. That's the spell that makes you invincible. The one that makes you believe you can do ANYthing. Love is the candles, the icing AND the cake. And in my case, it's the latte too.
<3

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Harvey Dent

Birthdays can be like other emotional holidays, like Valentine's Day and Christmas. Things that might be sad or dark can seem so much sadder on these days...
No one can ever guarantee a truly bright day, on any day of the year, and the significance that we attach to these holidays makes every incident so important - there is no hope of forgetting a tragedy that falls on one of these days. My youngest brother's birthday is September 11. My heart has ached for him since that fateful, awful day, because I know that to him and others his birthday will now always fall second (and that's a BIG second) to the historical, tragic memory of that day. When we talked about it, I asked him to always try to remember that his birthday (and all the others on that day) give people a reason to be HAPPY and celebrate something good on that day. Maybe today's other lesson is to not let the bad eclipse the good. If we do that, then all is lost.