Monday, September 28, 2015

Superhero


Have you ever felt that there was something big inside of you that you could just barely contain? You know that you shouldn't let it out- you know that you'll be misunderstood and harshly judged, that this thing might even be destructive... shattering your orderly life as you know it; but in the end it escapes, rushing out with a flood of passion and tears that you're not sure you would want to hold back even if you could. That thing that is uniquely you- that thing that is your power, that should not and cannot be denied...

Consequently, the Hulk is my absolute favorite superhero of all time. Ever. Hands down, the best.

And Spiderman... I'd also like to stick to things. :)

Saturday, September 12, 2015

Beautiful Expression

Someone told me the other day that the people who go truly, totally crazy, are actually the ones who deny themselves expression.

Hmm... let me try and say that another way.

Don't be afraid of anger, sadness, or bitterness. These creatures are all parts of you that are good. They are protectors of your true self, the beautiful you. Embrace your protectors and love them, explore the pain and listen to your anger.

And once your protectors don't feel like they have to work up such a tizzy to get you to pay attention, they back off, and the real you gets to come through.

So I've heard. I mean... there's sooo much more to it, but expression is a good start.

And it feels right.

And the point of this is to say, I'm not going to call myself crazy anymore. Maybe just beautiful.

That's right, I have a beautiful beautiful brain, full of exhausting, abstract, busy, distracted expression.

And maybe I can find some more balance with some more counseling. :P

But in the meantime...

LOOK!






I taught myself how to can! Hahahaha! You didn't see that one coming did you?

Hot pepper jelly, cilantro salsa, garden grape mint jelly, dill pickles, plum jam, peaches and blueberry jam.

:D I'm very proud.

This brain... so freaking ah...


Grrrr. Here's a picture of anger.

Now go make stuff, my darlings. It's good for you.

I'M going to bed.