Posted in Musings

Proust’s Questionnaire (Finally completed 10/12/2020)

Proust’s Questionnaire

  1. What is your idea of perfect happiness? “”We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.” –Proust. Well, that is no answer to happiness. Unless, perhaps, happiness arrives once we clear away the pain. In a physical sense, utter happiness would be found in a log cabin, tucked deep in a forest, with water and mountain views. In an emotional and spiritual sense it would be me curled up with someone who would love to share their mind. A moment of sheer bliss imagining such a place and time. The magic is that it could and just might happen!
  2. What is your greatest fear? “He sat there silent, watching their love expire.” –Proust.  I truly believe a soul that resembles mine exists. I think I found that soul. I know I have found that soul. I also realize my greatest fear, of never being able to seal our souls as one, also exists. And I sit silent, waiting for a day to come, to prove me wrong.
  3. What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?  “We are all of us obliged, if we are to make reality endurable, to nurse a few little follies in ourselves.” –Proust
  4. What is the trait you most deplore in others? “We are all of us obliged, if we are to make reality endurable, to nurse a few little follies in ourselves.” –Proust
  5. Which living person do you most admire? None at present. No one comes to mind.
  6. What is your greatest extravagance? To spend time on the ocean waves, rolling into the deep.
  7. What is your current state of mind? Pondering. Not because of this questionnaire. But rather realizing how close to the end I have dared. And how I have wandered into the desert as well as exited the grief ensued.
  8. What do you consider the most overrated virtue? Love. It never completes the task.
  9. On what occasion do you lie? Whenever possible, to avoid knowing myself. The kindest surface is a polished mirror.
  10. What do you most dislike about your appearance? My frown. I rarely wear it.
  11. Which living person do you most despise? Politicians and their supporters. The only person worth honoring are those with hands that heal and silent tongues.
  12. What is the quality you most like in a man? Vulnerability. Optimism.
  13. What is the quality you most like in a woman? Optimism. Courage.
  14. Which words or phrases do you most overuse? Hmm… I wish I knew more answers.
  15. What or who is the greatest love of your life? The people who bare all and trust me.
  16. When and where were you happiest? As a child, daydreaming in the grassy fields. Or in my bedroom, under a blanket tent.
  17. Which talent would you most like to have? To not give a damn.
  18. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? To speak up without worry.
  19. What do you consider your greatest achievement? I pursued my passions late in life!
  20. If you were to die and come back as a person or a thing, what would it be? Dancer.
  21. Where would you most like to live? Near a body of expansive water.
  22. What is your most treasured possession? My seashore finds.
  23. What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery? Trying to recall my brother when we were young. He is gone and I miss him everyday.
  24. What is your favorite occupation? Mindfulness Coach and Expressive Artist.
  25. What is your most marked characteristic? Selfless.
  26. What do you most value in your friends? Honesty and closeness.
  27. Who are your favorite writers? Wally Lamb. Patrick McGrath. Fellow WP bloggers.
  28. Who is your hero of fiction? The man who never doubts.
  29. Which historical figure do you most identify with? Joan of Arc.
  30. Who are your heroes in real life? Anyone who takes a chance.
  31. What are your favorite names? Raina. Eli. Two children never born. They live on in my heart.
  32. What is it that you most dislike? Life. It is completely unfair.
  33. What is your greatest regret? My crushed dreams of dancing because my mom refused to pay for lessons or drive me to practice.
  34. How would you like to die? In my sleep. Unaware of the sorrow left behind. My three children forever on my mind.
  35. What is your motto? Church is poetry. Poetry is life. A life well lived.

Now your turn! Consider Proust’s questions and answer honestly in a blog post, linked to my post. Or comment below. Getting to know you is time well spent. Cheers 🥂!

Posted in Musings, Photography

Cee’s Share Your World (why not?)

I am terrible at making choices… and Cee’s Share Your World this week is all about choices.

Do you prefer eating foods with nuts or no nuts? Nuts. Easy so far. Raisins too! 😋

Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed? Ummm… depends on my thought process. Am i feeling followed, checking over my shoulders to see who is there? CLOSED. Out of mind is best in this emotional state. Am i relaxed and feeling breezy? OPEN. Would not want to miss anything that is happening in the world.

Are you usually late, early, or right on time? My parents were sticklers on time keeping. If it were up to me i would always be late but clock hands are engraved into my psyche… those hands push me out the door on time. Every day. 😣😔 Never relaxed because of those hands.

What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week? Certainly not the swarming mosquitoes yesterday, who chased us out of the woods on our Sunday walk. So i will reflect on the previous Sunday walk…

We locked eyes and this will be a forever, unforgettable moment. Deeply held, mutual respect.

Posted in Art, Musings, Photography, Poetry

Share your Story

Join Cee this Monday, July 9, 2018 and share your world…

What would you name the autobiography of your life?

Meet Me Outside

Which do you prefer sweet, salty or buttery? 

Salty.

What’s the finest education?

Although experience is the greatest teacher, it is often harsh. Reading living books as per the Charlotte Mason philosophy. One can survive reading a book.

What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week?

Spent yesterday with a friend at the Institute of Contemporary Art/Boston, showed off my house and met her sister and brother-in-law.

Posted in Musings, Photography, Poetry, Random

Cee’s Share Your World

(My fav song when i was a teacher… still love those kids i got to know!)

Have not done Cee’s World since a fallout with a fellow blogger, who inspired me to participate. When was that? A year or two ago? Not sure how i hurt this blogger… she got upset, took to pouting, and shut-up shop and never left her forwarding blog address, as she had done before. Oh well! So be it… she has ruined my world long enough. Hope your happy where ever you be…

So on with sharing a bit of my 🌎…

A piece of clothing from your younger childhood you still remember?

Tights. I hated them. Can still feel the knit material clinging to my legs. The thought of wearing them, ever again, sends shivers up my spine and crawling ants up my leg!

Irregardless of your physical fitness, coordination or agility: If you could be an athlete what would do do?   Remember this is SYW, dreaming is always allowed.

I have mentioned this before and i will repeat this dream, to who ever will listen, until the day i die: a dancer! My heart belongs on stage performing. And with that i rest my head in dreams. I do not regret i never danced with the Milwaukee Ballet Company as i was asked during the Christmas presentation of the Nutcracker in 3rd grade. I would not have the three beautiful children i have. But i revel in the fact my ballet instructor saw a promising career ahead for me, despite my mother’s evil jealousy that lurked behind my every waking day. Ha! i know i could have done it! And well!!

In a car would you rather drive or be a passenger? Passenger, with camera in hand, ready to capture all that passes us by!

What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week? My dream to see Lupine growing wild in New England fields. I believe i was in Miss Rumphius’s world. It took a lot of twisting and turning, begging really, of my Jeff. He did not want to go and i was prepared to go alone! He succumbed and we took off and 2.5 hours later…

Posted in Opinion, Poetry

Reflections this morning even as the afternoon approaches

I sit at my computer for most part of the day. One to check on the wordpress reader (sorry if I miss yours, sometimes there are just too many submissions to read them all), two is to post my two cents worth (hahahaha) and three is to do online university work, finishing my human services/counseling degree. Yes, at an old age, I am changing course. I am reaching out: the downtrodden, the confused and the otherwise loving people who have found brick walls, closed windows and very little hope to hang on.

Seems sad
it is
I am learning.
I kind of did
know this from the beginning.

Talk because I am
listening
I have walked in many people’s shoes
a pair of shoes that belonged to me
one day
when the shoelaces
untied, tripped me up
and sent me flying.

When I finally woke up
I saw what a mess I was.
Everything is rose-colored
until you open your eyes.
What we miss of life
dreaming and hoping and wishing.

Life lets us down
but it also teaches us
wisdom in small things
that matter. People.
all people. not just me.

The reason for evil in the world is that people are not able to tell their stories. Carl Jung

I tell my stories in poems. It is the best way for me to communicate. Being an introvert.

I thought perhaps she was crazy but she was only highly intuitive. Carl Jung

Yes, my words are dark. Yes, my words are encouraging. Yes, my words are down right strange. Perhaps maybe I am crazy, but I wouldn’t want it any other way. I have seen and felt and known life. And life is worth living.