Consider Proust’s questions below and answer honestly in a blog post linked to my post, so I can read your answers. Please and thank you! Getting to know you is time well spent. Cheers 🥂!
Please note 📝 it may take me a while to answer them myself.. they are a tad bit heavy fodder to digest. My plan is to sit with this questionnaire for a time and answer slowly. You?
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, with 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!
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.
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
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
Which living person do you most admire?
What is your greatest extravagance?
What is your current state of mind?
What do you consider the most overrated virtue?
On what occasion do you lie?
What do you most dislike about your appearance?
Which living person do you most despise?
What is the quality you most like in a man?
What is the quality you most like in a woman?
Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
What or who is the greatest love of your life?
When and where were you happiest?
Which talent would you most like to have?
If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
What do you consider your greatest achievement?
If you were to die and come back as a person or a thing, what would it be?
Where would you most like to live?
What is your most treasured possession?
What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?
What is your favorite occupation?
What is your most marked characteristic?
What do you most value in your friends?
Who are your favorite writers?
Who is your hero of fiction?
Which historical figure do you most identify with?
How many times have I watched Casablanca without catching the interweaving of espionage and intrigue with undying romance? Too many. I actually thought, until this latest viewing, that Ilsa Lund left on the plane to America, alone. Never realized she was married and her man was fighting valiantly behind-the-scenes. I was so focused on the romance that I missed the back story, the WWII narrative and obviously the double-crossing French Capt. Renault, along with Rick, who played all sides of the war to their benefit.
“If we stop breathing, we’ll die. If we stop fighting our enemies, the world will die.” Viktor Laszlo
It is a romance, but the drama shines, building to a hero’s crescendo. The world, along with those imprisoned, fought valiantly in WWII, to secure freedom from the authoritarian Nazi regime. Casablanca teaches humanity that the only problem with human nature is our short-sighted and narrow-minded focus on ourselves. There is a greater vision of peace that gets tangled in the web of human need. Innocent hearts must remember the greater good is worth fighting towards. Rick understood this well. Never stooped below his values for a cheap thrill.
A kiss is just a kiss.
Today America celebrates a day of Thanksgiving. Not everyone understands the holiday nor does the whole population celebrate the season. My greatest concern is mankind’s inability to understand the other in the midst of their “I am..”.
May we all listen. May we all strive to be peace makers.
The magic rises
as a moon shifts
this world affords
the negative wove into my life…
like a knife it carved it hollow…
and my answer back
is to refill my soul with marvel.
The positivity of 2019 is tasty. I promise friends and loved ones to lick my lips long after i make this vow to pursue only what strengthens my resolve to live.
The Seven Bridge Writing Group begins January 8. The inevitable question of why and how and current goals will most likely be asked upon arrival. So i will prepare an answer for the facilitators and my fellow sojourners. In addition, in preparation for the writing group, I am reading Pat Schneider’s “Writing alone and with others”. Seven Bridges is affiliated with the Amherst Writing Group and more information for a local group, in your area, can be found HERE!
I am also busily felting creations… here is my newest 5×6 whimsical floral
Here is another Vidur drop-dead gorgeous poem that is ethereal to my mind… he takes you on a journey of flight. And as painful his words to read, they are equally beautiful ✍🏼❤️ Love as a token, worn raw and bled on paper. I like, no love, this poem very, very much!! It is a pleasure to share it with you… if you are unfamiliar with Vidur Sahdev, you are missing a gem in the poem quarry.
Saudade is a deep emotional state of nostalgic or profound melancholic longing for an absent something or someone that one loves. It is an infinite emptiness of someone or something you yearn to have which may or may not exist. It brings sad and happy feelings altogether, sadness for missing and happiness for having experienced the feeling.