self
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Who we want to talk to.
I have watched myself in various conversations whether online, in person or on the phone, and I marvel at myself and its ability to respond or the lack thereof. I find that I mostly enjoy dialogue in the present,… Continue reading
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Pain Free
"A huge part of our task becomes noticing unskillful reactions and learning to let them go. This is not a denial of some part of our self. It is simply the abandoning of actions that cause harm and suffering (mostly… Continue reading
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I faded
It is so easy to fall out of sight of your self, to disappear and only catch fleeting glimpses through out the day. It is amazingly easy to not see and pay attention to your inner world and to be… Continue reading
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Out of Control Controlled Person
While discussing the attributes of suicide, two different people suggested that the body is out of control…and neither felt it was ‘them’ that did it, but a whole other person, a self that they did not know. I am… Continue reading
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Wanting me to disappear.
I found it interesting that my mother’s voice still echoes in my head, that it rings out loud and clear each and every time I veer off her well-beaten path, my fear of disappointing her screams louder than the thrill… Continue reading
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Mine.
As I was reading Chapter Two of The Artist’s Way book by Julia Cameron, I found similarities between finding your artist self and leaving toxic relationships. She is leading you forward suggesting ideas and things that will focus on… Continue reading
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Same Piece.
Last night I viewed lots of different Art, and it seemed each Artist had a message or feeling of energy that came through the piece. The art piece said more about the artist than the art. It is… Continue reading
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Your Art
Between The Artist’s Way writings and exercises as well as pondering a Bio for myself, it came to me that Life and Art mirror each other, perfectly. My Art has changed along with me, or me along with my… Continue reading
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Reconstruction on the Outside.
I was surprised at how at ease I felt writing and even how peaceful I was inside, how comfortable I wrote my thoughts as they drifted by, as I looked upon this day, as I just seemed to write effortlessly.… Continue reading
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