what's up and what-not | v. 3

Take notice of your emotions as well as logic. Emotions have their own logic. And try to go with the flow.
— from The Rosie Project by graeme simsion

Some time in the late seventies or eighties, there was a game show on television where the winner was placed inside a wind tunnel with money flying all around and he or she scrambled to grab or capture as much money as they could for their prize. That perfectly describes my creative brain right now. I have ideas and projects flying around in my head and I am desperately trying to grab any that I can. I know it's the energy of moving six weeks ago and the holiday season (and college football championships) just after.  It feels as if the wind is getting ready to die down now and I can settle into a creative energy that is nurturing and sustainable. Until then, I am bouncing around from one thing to another then wandering around in circles. 

The one thing that is keeping me grounded and feeling less like I am spinning out of control is my reading practice. As I mentioned before, I crafted a 100 day challenge for myself with the purpose of re-igniting my love of reading. Twenty-eight days in and the love is aflame! By Sunday, the last day of the month, I will have read fifteen books this month. I have exceeded my reading goals each day because I am always reading just one more chapter. This is the felling I remember from my growing up years. Here's the last five books I've read. 

The Year of Pleasures was pleasant and lovely. Jon Krakauer books are difficult to read because he takes on some difficult and heart breaking subjects. They are well researched though and I do enjoy his writing style ... except maybe for having to read the play by play football game descriptions in Where Men Win Glory but that's just my bias. The Girl on the Train was a page turner! I read it in two days and loved how she dropped clues along the way to throw me off track. The Rosie Project was pure fun reading. It may not have been so were we not in the era of The Big Bang Theory and Sheldon Cooper. He was the voice of Don in my head and there were so many times that I was laughing so hard I had to put the book down or stop and read the scene aloud to my husband. It's been a great month for reading!

There's been little time for watching movies or television but last night after finishing Where Men Win Glory and having my heart torn into pieces, it was Jane the Virgin to the rescue. It's funny and completely over the top drama. 

And here's a few things from the what-not shelf this week. Some things to make, some important words, some things to inspire, and some even more important words. 

These paper globes

You are a Fucking Cathedral

"You can contain magnitudes. You are vast. . . . So we don't have to be just one thing. we can be mystics and mothers and bosses. Dreamers and negotiators and revolutionaries. Maybe not all at once. But there is room inside you for all those things. "

Scruffy Hospitality

"Scruffy hospitality means you’re not waiting for everything in your house to be in order before you host and serve friends in your home. Scruffy hospitality means you hunger more for good conversation and serving a simple meal of what you have, not what you don’t have. Scruffy hospitality means you’re more interested in quality conversation than the impression your home or lawn makes. If we only share meals with friends when we’re excellent, we aren’t truly sharing life together."

These paintings!!

 

Your Heart is a Wild Woman

Your heart is a wild woman, and you must let her dance so uninhibitedly that sparks fly from her heels. Let her soar with lightness that comes from realizing how eternal we are, how we cannot be created or destroyed -- just re-birthed over and over still to exist, and to learn and to love. 

This haka wedding dance pierced me to the core of my being. It feels ancient, primal, and strong. 

This is the most important read. Especially if you are a woman, read this. Also if you are in the medical profession, read this. .

You are not a hysterical female and this is not just anxiety

"And the sad fast is that I waited. I waited because I felt ashamed into feeling like an hysterical female, shamed into feeling like I was just anxious. JUST anxious. Like anxiety itself is something that isn't real when we know that is is. Like anxiety is something to be ashamed of or embarrassed by. When our lives, bodies, souls, are in distress, anxiety is a likely outcome. Wear it proudly. It might save your life one day, and it can be treated, too."


Tell me what's going on in your corner of the world? What is keeping you curious this week?