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It's Fall.
One of my mother's favorite quotes, that she pounded into my head oh so many years ago:I am only one, but I am one.
I cannot do everything, but I can do something.
And I will not let what I cannot do interfere with what I can do.
- Edward Everett Hale
Ah. Right.
#bananatime
Lyrics
she was shaking and talking
louder and louder
each sentence was sifted
to a very fine powder
her face was wet and tight
her grip was cold and light
a strong wind could blow you down
i heard myself say
word up sister
a strong wind
could take me away
i said how long have
you been at large
they told me you were stashed
last time i asked
she said i've been out now
for all of three hours
i just resurfaced
and here you are
i must admit
that it has been hard
so far
i said skeletons are fine
your closet or mine
and we took turns recounting
the details of lost time
and when we had both
admitted it all
we threw our heads back
and laughed until we cried
we laughed because the world
is absurd and beautiful and small
there we were
washed up on the curb
as the rush hour traffic
went out with the tide
and i was aware that
with every word spoken and shared
i could see her shaking subside
i said sister looks to me
like you're going to be fine
This is me saying thank you with a song I didn't write.
Life: It Doesn't Stop
I should really be blogging about the "interesting"ness of my life these past 10 days, but you all know what's up there. What do you think #3 will be in the shit trifecta? I don't even want to think about it. BRING IT.
In other news, here are some thoughts I need to jot down, if you'll indulge me some more.
Things I want to do with my life:
- To make a meaningful contribution to the world. Or at the very least, my community. Maybe state, even. Something.
- To be challenged.
- To express my creativity.
- To think outside the box.
- To implement my ideas instead of just thinking them.
- To get out from behind a damn desk all day.
- To keep learning new stuff. Every day.
Things in my life that currently fit these?
... to be continued.
Unconditional Love
I try to use unconditional love in small amounts, she said, so people really appreciate it. The rest of the time I just try not to yell.
I used to wait for a sign, she said, before I did anything. Then one night I had a dream & an angel in black tights came to me & said, you can start any time now, & then I asked is this a sign? & the angel started laughing & I woke up. Now, I think the whole world is filled with signs, but if there's no laughter, I know they're not for me.
HALP
Turns out that the best thing I've learned throughout my [many] years of [expensive] school didn't come from a classroom.
I learned how to ask for help, and if you ask my mother, it's been a long time coming. She likes to remind me that my favorite phrase as a youngster was "By self, mummy. By self." I'm sure it was adorable.
And frustrating.
No man is an island and all that jazz, yeah yeah, I get it. I'm also stubborn and can talk my way in or out of anything. (Otherwise known as Irish.) I'd estimate that it took a good 20 years and a few emotional and literal bumps and bruises along the way for me to suck it up and call in reinforcements.
Sometimes I need help fixing my car. Or moving my couch. Or cleaning my house. Sometimes I need help figuring out my next career move, or how exactly I'll pay for a three-month stint in Italy.
And sometimes, just sometimes, I need a little help from my friends to tell me I'm an idiot, buy me a beer and make me laugh.
And THAT is something I have no problem asking for. Boosh.
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