I decided this time around I would vlog my words, enjoy!
Thursday, January 15, 2015
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Wednesday, January 7, 2015
I've only just started reading this book and it's already started having an affect on me. What seems like common sense and pure logic goes on without being noticed up until someone mentions it or writes about it ( huge Thank You to the Kelley brothers). We each have different forms of creativity and skill, we also define creativity quite differently. What's creative to you as a "painter" is defined differently by me as a "writer". One thing is for sure though, creativity is using our imaginations and our original ideas.
This book begins mentioning that we all posses this creativity and as children we freely explore and experiment but as we grow older we begin to doubt ourselves, allow others to implant doubt because of opinions. We stop freely exploring. Many, including myself, lose our confidence along the way. Focusing more on the failure, opinions, possibilities and judgements it may result in. The best part about having the ability to create is that it doesn't have to be perfect. Especially not at first. It obviously won't work if we don't try it, if we don't try it, it obviously can't be modified and if we can't modify it we definitely can't perfect it ( to our liking). Obvious no? This is why I mentioned earlier the book begins by saying the logical thing. I'm so eager to get through this book, marinate and see all it has to offer.
Reading the first couple of pages has randomly inspired me to learn something new. I've decided to learn to play the guitar. We will see how it goes. It will either go very left and my audience at home will beg me to stop the noise or it will go right and I will impress them. Either way, I will have tried without giving much thought to the end result or at least not focusing on the negatives of it.
I am very excited!
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
She saw the beauty in the most hideous. Always saw the upside of down and was sure to offer a cup half full never realizing it was half empty. She gave and gave and gave, received very little yet still smiled greatly.
This girl came across a person that admired and adored her or so she thought. But this person drained her.
The girl took this person under her wing, put in her all to help and made herself available for anything. This person took her for everything. The most valuable things were not visible to the eye but so clear to the heart.
This girl hurt silently for so long, she knew she was no longer herself. She felt like she was deteriorating, waiting for this person to give back if not all at least some of what they took.
This person never returned, now the girl, the one I remember is left with a whole. A whole she has attempted sobhard to fill.
When I spoke with her I reminded her of all the beautiful things she represented. This girl knew her worth, knew her strength, saw the possibilities. What she feared most though is refueling and being left hollow. "This? This is what you fear?" My dear girl. I helped this her to understand that she was never drained or left hollow. This was an accomplishment. This girl succeeded in touching lives in some way or another. Everyone she crossed was left with something positive even the person that drained her took from her the lessons and values.
I learned something during my conversation. There was no acknowledgment there were no thank you's. There was nothing from this last person. They took and took and took and then left, left with no words just moved on.
I felt so much anger and disgust towards this person but now, it's clear to this girl, that it was a lesson. Many do not know how to say thank you or know how to acknowledge what others may do. A lesson of understanding that the tainted person took what was given and there is no need to fear my worst fear. Because lives are touched, a difference is made and positivity is spread. The mission is accomplished the task is complete.