Normal is for other people ....

A friend managed to sum up in words what I have been struggling with of late myself, trying to find normal in my life:


"Jolted from her temporary solace,
she contemplated if normal
might not be just a word,
bouncing around in an orb
of complacency,
Something to be abandoned
Rather than quarreled with
or achieved."  

@2013 DiAnne Ebejer.


This verse is from a brilliant poem by DiAnne Ebejer, titled "Quarreling With Normal" (click on the link to view the entire poem).

"Coloring Outside the Lines!"

@Copyrighted Image, February 2013.  All Rights Reserved: Isabelle Black Smith.

You see, I've let go of a lot of things lately and that's left me feeling out of sorts and almost numb.  I keep telling myself that normal will come again soon, but upon reflection as I look back over life:  I see now that in truth "normal" is not something that I have ever had and maybe at this stage in the game it's time to accept that normal is not something that I will ever have.  It's time to give up that ghost and stop running after something that just doesn't exist.  Besides, I'm all about no boxes ... coloring outside the lines, right?  So why would I ever want "normal" anyhow?  Guess, it's because that is what everyone else around me seems to always be striving for ... where they seem to be happiest ... at peace?  I'll just have to settle for numb for now ... in time that will turn into peace, I think.


2/4/2013  ... Wisdom from my young daughter today, "Normal is average and average is BORING! Take it from me, life is more exciting when you're the weird one in the room." ~EJ

Free-Falling into Peace & Love ...

Ever reach a point in your life where you just free-fall.  You've wrestled with a problem, issue, personal demon and you finally reach the point where you're ready to let it go and you just relax and fall away from it.  It's the coolest feeling ... Hard to describe, but it almost feels like flying.  Your spirit has found its wings again and you're free-falling, soaring in the thermals of God's eternal Peace and Love.  It's the complete opposite of being weighed down by constraints and worry.  I love it!  Such a wonderful place to be ... I could stay here forever.  I feel so close to a higher power and a reason for being at times like these.  The light is shining so brightly all around and I am no longer alone in my darkness.  God, the Creator of one and all, is so good.  Sending some of His Peace & Love your way!  God's Blessings be with all who pass this way and most especially with those on the east coast struggling to recover in the aftermath of hurricane Sandy.

[Sorry no image to post here tonight (I'll try to find one tomorrow).  Making a mess of cupcakes with my daughters, giggling and trying to decide if we will deviate from our Christmas tradition of going to see a play or ballet and maybe do something wild and crazy like bungee jumping, sky diving or paint-ball shooting instead.  Life's too short to always be predictable, right? Gotta to change it up every now again.  We'll fill dad in when he wakes up ; ) ]

"Falling Star", By Witold Pruszkowski (1884)

Image Courtesy of ArtMagick.com

 

Letting go of the notion that we need to be perfect in order to be loved.

P.S.  639 pageviews here today?  Guess, my blog is free-falling too  0 =) )(

(figured it out ... "A place to clear my head" has now become worthy of inspection by all of these web ranking sites.  Not a thought that had ever crossed my mind, but nice to be given a nod of notice, I guess. Think my downfall --if I were serious about blogging for a specific audience or to provide a service or some form of entertainment (e.g., desktop backgrounds and wallpapers or photography tips)-- is that you can't really pin my blog down.  I have art, politics, religion, photography, poetry, short stories, wordplays, music and personal epiphanies and trials.  No boxes ... no lines ... just the way I like it.  Turns out that these experts think my blog is worth a whopping $284.00 dollars --could go out for really nice dinner on that or buy part of plane ticket.  Out of 30 million blogs ranked to date I'm only ranked above 7 million, but that's not bad for not even trying, right?  Then again, I think ... I used to write and post in relative obscurity and that I could handle.  Am I now ready to be this out here?  Maybe ignorance and lack of stats/rankings is bliss?  Have some thinking to do on this, maybe? But for the time being:  The way I look it, my blog provides me with a much needed outlet for my creativity and my always wondering, searching, looking for answers heart and mind.  Blogger gives me a place to vent and clear my head.  I should be paying them? ; )  ... Thanks Blogger:  You're Amazing and I don't know what I'd do without you!!)

My new favorite word ...

My new favorite word:  Quixotic.  Such a fabulous word, wouldn't you agree????? Love it!

..."extravagantly chivalrous or romantic" ...

Now there's something you don't often find nowadays?

I've always wanted to read this tale, "Don Quixote", by Cervantes.  Might just be my next read.



Happy almost FRIDAY, ya'll!  Do something impulsive ... quixotic.... to celebrate.


Going to get lost in my words today.  Always amazes me how I so totally loose all connection with Time when I'm playing with words. 



Peace & Love,

~M




Song:  "Don Quixote", Gordon Lightfoot

Song:  "Shake It Out", By Florence and the Machine  ... (Came across this song today.  Reminds a bit of the dream I had --wrote about- about the moon the other night and my life in general, where the second girl in the tree at the end would be my inner child.)

A poem to go with this song & video ...


“Sweetness of Surrender”


You speak to me finally with two faces, I see:
The hidden nature of your own conflicting duality?
My own subconscious mind finally awakened …
Now conscious to past regrets long since mistaken.
Reconnecting against better judgment’s worldly reason.
Seeking truth for confusion’s swirling thoughts of treason.
Opened and vulnerable, on my knees I bleed once more.
Unworthiness and doubt the seeds of my neglected store.
In childish hopes of finding a long held wanting of release,
My Inner Child rises to grant unanswered chaos final peace.
With her grace, illusion is at last with liberation forcefully shattered …
Together, we two, now step forth to embrace the truly mattered.
The Life we seek comes from up above and infinitely all around.
In surrender there is an indescribable peace that will never be found.

@Copyrighted Poem, August 2012. All Rights Reserved: Isabelle Black Smith.




A friend of mine said she loved this poem, but did not understand the last line.  So here is the explanation:   Yes, the last line can be confusing, because it is our human nature to always "think", "reason" and "seek" ... What I meant here was that indescribable peace cannot be found by us, it finds us when we are finally ready to surrender to it ... like an innocent child : )  ... But maybe you were able to figure this out all on your own?

The Gentle Art of Blessing ...

A friend of mine, Garlan, from my ART group (on FB) posted this video today.  It was so beautiful, moving and inspiring that I just had to share it here with you.





YouTube Video:  "The Gentle Art of Blessing"



This is most certainly the philosophy that I try to live by in my own life.  The message in this video ties in nicely with the notion of a "Noosphere" as well ... the notion that we all ... all things ... are intricately connected with one another.  Kind of puts the little things (e.g., lousy economy, unemployment, materialism and greed) into perspective, does it not?

Peace, Love and Abundant Blessings to all who pass this way.

~M



12/2/2011 ... These days, I find the less I "need" ... the happier I am.