Monday, September 27, 2010

If My Life Was a Movie

Only a few real friends and imagination.

This movie is my childhood in a nut shell.

(without the tragedy)

I always loved the outdoors and played endless pretend games...more often alone, on my grandparents' farm and in the forest behind my childhood home. We built tree houses.

My favorite pretending place was the old west and my favorite character to "become" was Annie Oakley.

I did have a pony and spent hours racing and shooting a pop gun at imaginary enemies, my heart pounding with excitement going somewhere where most could not follow.

I still can detach from the moment and live in my mind.

Books are the perfect stairway but solitude in the forest has much the same affect.

No...I never wished to "fit in" but finding a friend,kindred spirit,

validates me and is so rewarding.

Even the "crushes" I would have on people who I felt inspired by, who understood just a bit more, was brought to mind by the relationship with the teacher AND art in that film.

The whole philosophy of this tale of love,loss and imagination is MY story too.

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Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Only if you can Imagine

Only if you can Imagine

21 Sep
“A human being is a part of a whole, called by us _universe_, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest… a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.” ~Albert Einstein
“Imagination is more important than knowledge”~Albert Einstein
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Only if you can Imagine…
Holding it, I knew the truth.
It is a fossilized clam from time before.
You cannot tell me it isn’t.
It can not speak but shouts,” Look here!”
Many will scoff but most care not.
I want to know. “How did you find me?”
I just looked and there you were.
Seeing can be so easy when you look.
I must show the children.
Uncalloused minds want to touch.
Trust me, it IS real.
We want to know, don’t we?
Scientists will always question.
Artists never fail to see.
Children embrace curiosity.
Don’t talk to me unless you will listen.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

My Epic Road Trip

Northern Adventure


Happy Canada Day!

I really have been very few places out of New York and New England. I always have wanted to see Canada. I've heard that the highways are clean and speed limits are unheard of.

My love of forests and wilderness would certainly be satisfied.

As for weather, I enjoy it really cool so North is always my favorite direction.

An excellent road trip is more about who you are with than where you're going.

My dog would absolutely be by my side and I have a few friends that I would enjoy as well.

No schedules, meals when hungry and stops as they seem interesting.

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