Okay, so there's no definition for the word, inspirato. Even if it doesn't show up in the dictionary, even iif nothing shows up if you google "define inspirato," I know its meaning - those who inspire, whose energies flow back & forth with my own.
So many people have played that role with me over the years. It feels wonderful to be crafting a paper chain that celebrates that essence. To include others in the process, in the results. One name, one quality - so many stories behind the pair that I'll never know, but will always feel the undefined, powerful vibe.
Inspirato!
Track 9 to NYC
dropping off "my guys" at Hamilton Train Station
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Wisdom from Kung Fu Panda 2!!
Soothsayer: You're story may not have such a happy beginning, but that doesn't make you who you are. It is the rest of your story, who you choose to be.
[Po remembers all the things that have happened to him in his life so far]
Soothsayer: So who are you, panda?
[Po stands up slowly]
Po: I am Po. And I'm gonna need a hat.
[Po remembers all the things that have happened to him in his life so far]
Soothsayer: So who are you, panda?
[Po stands up slowly]
Po: I am Po. And I'm gonna need a hat.
Monday, June 4, 2012
Left Without Words
Impossible to remember a time when I wasn't on overload when it came to words. Among family & friends, I was acknowledged to be Queen of the Unending Gab. At least one (considerably older) sibling complained bitterly about my motor mouth to Mom ~ "She talks such drivel."
And I did. Small wonder - no one talked to me about anything of substance. My sibs were 8, 10 & 14 years older than moi. Mim felt most comfortable talking to me about the dynamics of other peoples' families or - way more amazing - about television shows as if they had any actual bearing on reality.
Small wonder I never developed the knack that Mim so beautifully mastered - the art of delightful, engaging conversation.
Nope, I just rattled on - & on & on, never knowing when to stop.
It's why I'm attracted to watching way too much TV - it fills up the air space in my head in ways that feel familiar. Familiar, but far from helpful, productive or even safe.
TV seems the antonym to wordlessness. And in wordlessness is great power. Not as in "non-verbal type" wordlessless, but a more conscious, more genuinely effective stepping away from words & toward the Great Unspoken That's The Epitome of Real.
"Be still (silent) & know that I am."
The Writings teach that in heaven & in hell, words have no power to twist or distort - people see others as they are, not as they try to represent themselves through words. What we feel shows on our face, through our very being.
Striving for a higher sense & experience of wordlessness, of getting to the point where I am no longer burdened with a plethora of words, where I am blessed with quiet focused action.
And I did. Small wonder - no one talked to me about anything of substance. My sibs were 8, 10 & 14 years older than moi. Mim felt most comfortable talking to me about the dynamics of other peoples' families or - way more amazing - about television shows as if they had any actual bearing on reality.
Small wonder I never developed the knack that Mim so beautifully mastered - the art of delightful, engaging conversation.
Nope, I just rattled on - & on & on, never knowing when to stop.
It's why I'm attracted to watching way too much TV - it fills up the air space in my head in ways that feel familiar. Familiar, but far from helpful, productive or even safe.
TV seems the antonym to wordlessness. And in wordlessness is great power. Not as in "non-verbal type" wordlessless, but a more conscious, more genuinely effective stepping away from words & toward the Great Unspoken That's The Epitome of Real.
"Be still (silent) & know that I am."
The Writings teach that in heaven & in hell, words have no power to twist or distort - people see others as they are, not as they try to represent themselves through words. What we feel shows on our face, through our very being.
Striving for a higher sense & experience of wordlessness, of getting to the point where I am no longer burdened with a plethora of words, where I am blessed with quiet focused action.
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