Thursday, September 25, 2008

Venn Diagrams




There’s a part of me that’s a total geek. I know those of you who know me and think I’m all (cough cough) coolness and style will find that hard to believe, but it’s true. I was thumbing through one of my old thrift store books last night…a geometry textbook from 1969 to be exact…looking for cool pages to paint & collage on, when a particular diagram leaped off the page at me. It was a Venn diagram, with a little “x” and a little “u”, with the u being the square representing the whole and the x being a circle, a part of the whole, and automatically I knew the x would become the x in coexist, and that u = the universe, and this diagram is just a model of all us humans living in the universe…well, the ones on this planet anyway, but I don’t want to go off on that tangent right now. I mean, that big square in this diagram that represents the Universe could have been filled with all sorts of circles showing different types of humans, but they all would still intersect with the square, the Universe, and some may intersect with each other…those circles in the big square could be made up of Blacks, Whites, Orientals, Hispanics, gays, trannies, whores, saints, jesus freaks, tattooed people, biker chics, nuns, artists, lawyers, trailer trash, presidents, millionaires, democrats, republicans…you get the point…but they are all part of the square, no matter what circle they happen to be in. They are all part of the divine Universe, and they are all part of each other! So I had to make a pendant out of this little diagram. It’s plain and simple-looking, but that’s the beauty of it. The simplicity represents, to me, the simple concept of coexisting. You don’t have to agree with those that are different from you. You don’t have to like them or approve of them either. But they deserve the same rights and privileges and respect that you deserve. They are part of the divine just like you are. We are all in that square.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

hello 42



At what point in your life do you start to feel like a grown-up? I ask because I have never quite felt like one. Maybe I have unrealistic expectations about being “grown up”. Maybe it’s because I still have the sense of wonder over the world around me most often found in children. Whatever the reason, it’s ok…I don’t mind not feeling like a grown-up. I have always had a thirst for learning and experiencing and stretching my mind, and I love that about myself. Hey, maybe that’s a sign of being grown-up, being able to love and accept myself exactly the way I am this very minute. And I do! And trusting myself, that’s surely a sign of adulthood isn’t it? I think so! And being able to speak my truth, and stand up for myself…those have to count too, even though I still need more practice in the standing-up-for-myself department. But I’m getting there. Wow, guess I feel grown-up after all! Even with all the aches and pains and body changes, I wouldn’t trade this time in my life for anything. I’ve heard many wise women say that their 40s were great and their 50s even better, and though I’m only at the tip of that iceberg, I understand…I get it. So tomorrow I'll say hello to 42, and welcome it with open arms and a big wet kiss. I look forward to more learning, more creativity, more love, more…LIFE.
The book pictured above was my birthday gift to myself. I haven't read very much of it yet, but already I've been brought to tears because it's like Kelly Rae has looked into my soul and wrote what she saw. If you are thinking about getting it, you will not be disappointed. I plan on reading excerpts at the GIRL party...

Monday, September 1, 2008

3-day weekend





I hope you had a long weekend like I did, and I hope it was fabulous! Check out Kelly Rae's blog and see my little icon over on the right....her book was released last week and I will be ordering it Thursday....have to wait till after book group to see what other book I need to order.....been busy as a bee making new pendants...

The Eve of 51

Just writing the title made me burst into tears.  Not for growing older...I'm thankful for every day in this lifetime.  Not for physical...