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In a nutshell you write your own script


In a nutshell You write you own script

In a nutshell You write you own script

In a nutshell you write your own script.
This is a project very close to my heart and one busy simmering, maturing and elaborated to its last detail since about 2013.
The title says it all. The script on the nutshells were very carefully selected after long research. These came from very rare newspapers focusing on the positive changes in our environment.
The position of the nutshells represents life’s journey, each one’s path.
In the next posts you will get a chance at seeing the words close up. The last shell is about a seventy year old man climbing a mountain top.
The pieces on the sides are the unsuccessful scripts we have written and discarded as a writer does.
I am familiar with that concept… I have been writing since a young age.
(You can check my writing & poem category if you are interested).
We chose the music we play, the weather of the day, our kids schools and their success as a result of right choices made… You will all find it on this canvas.
The drip painting representing life’s force will always be faithful to the Jackson Pollock’s method that had and still has a tremendous influence on the works I display.
Note the half nutshell too… the close up of old, tired, tossed, undesired and repetitive scripts some whitened over…the (accidental) T shape.
You are the observer, free to use and enjoy the interpretation of your own experiences and perspective.

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In a nutshell you write your own script

In a nutshell you write your own script

In a nutshell you write your own script

In a nutshell you write your own script

In a nutshell you write your own script

In a nutshell you write your own script

In a nutshell you write your own script

In a nutshell you write your own script

In a nutshell you write your own script

In a nutshell you write your own script

In a nutshell you write your own script

In a nutshell you write your own script

In a nutshell you write your own script

In a nutshell you write your own script

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Poets in breeding


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Clubs and bookmarks
Strolls in the park
Gatherings and readings
Poets in breeding.
Rays of sun
Caressing for fun
Words on pages
Whispered through the ages
No food nor beverages
Just words that amazes
This circle sitting on grass
Oblivious to movement or mass
Floating through time
Echos that chime
Eras, epochs and lives
Of people born and died
Sharing poetry as one
Phrases built to run
Wildly in the mind of some.
Lovers of architects lining
The hopes of the ones not daring
To take the quill and stroll
Through the minds and ghosts
Of bookclubs and whispers
Caressing the pages
Through the ages…
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P.s This is wishful thinking 🙂
I searched so long for such a group & never found one.

Summer reading


spilling unto burning sand... ©copyright2013owpp

spilling unto burning sand…
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A book called Summer lightening by Tamara Mc Kinley inspired this…

Strangers reading you,
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Reading a good book sweeps you into
A whirlwind of strangers you love,
Weather soaking your skin, sweat
And tears mingling, creating a veil
Of numbness blotting out sounds…

Incessant claims nonetheless crawling
Back frazzling your protective shield.
Hoofs and horses, plains and dust,
Docksides, travelers, fleeing,
Spilling unto the burning sand,

Pages shift… projecting the lives
Of drifters unraveling…

Yours.
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And as a coincidence, on my sidebar here’s what I just found!

Dreams are illustrations from the book your soul is writing about you.

Marsha Norman

Susan Cain: The power of introverts: TED TALKS: documentary,lecture,talk


This is a tribute to all the introverts… A reminder to appreciate the hidden genius that comes forth if you accept and love who you are 🙂
I accidentally got on this unique TED show (which I find quite fascinating thanks mostly to the bloggers I follow, who post quite regularly the popular ones.)
I hope you enjoy the depth and philosophical analysis of her speech.
Let me know the impressions it left on you 🙂

Published on Mar 11, 2012
http://www.healthandsuperfoods.com/
Susan Cain: The power of introverts: TED TALKS: documentary,lecture,talk

In a culture where being social and outgoing are prized above all else, it can be difficult, even shameful, to be an introvert. But, as Susan Cain argues in this passionate talk, introverts bring extraordinary talents and abilities to the world, and should be encouraged and celebrated.

Our world prizes extroverts — but Susan Cain makes a case for the quiet and contemplative.

http://www.ted.com
TED shares the best ideas from the TED Conference with the world for free, licensed under Creative Commons.
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Education
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Bill Moyers interview with Ursula K. LeGuin about “Lathe of Heaven”


There are interviews where you immediately shut off when the interviewer
starts asking his questions to the interviewee.

Others where you feel the chemistry running and are hooked till
the last word is said. This is how I felt when I saw this one with Bill
Moyers interviewing Ursula K. Leguin.

He managed to bring out her rich personality, listening to her is captivating.
She reaches out to the listener and makes them feel a kinship to her ideas about
writing a book, her characters, her peaceful way of thinking about life, growth,
wisdom…

I could go on and on… In short it’s a very interesting video to watch for
those curious about the literate world and professionals.

Enjoy and let me know what YOU think about it 🙂

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Published on May 2, 2012
Bill Moyers intertview with Ursula K. LeGuin concerning the PBS
movie adaptation of her novel “Lathe of Heaven”.

Ruth stone Follow up of Elizabeth Gilbert


Three posts ago I gave you a video of Elizabeth Gilbert on TED
where she mentioned the genius of a certain Ruth Stone which
I obviously looked up on you tube out of curiosity.

What I found was a rare gem in the world of poetry.

She is a unique pearl where words magically pour out from her mouth.
There is a book on Amazon called What love comes to.
One can leaf through the first few pages.
A writer Sharon Olds describes her talent beautifully so I will
elaborate no further.

Meanwhile, enjoy this piece of heaven 🙂

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Uploaded on May 21, 2009
Ruth Stone is a true American original. Now aged 93, she is still writing poetry of extraordinary variety and radiance. Pamela Robertson-Pearce filmed her in Vermont in September 2008. Ruth is almost blind but knows many of her poems by heart, and recites (or sings) several poems in this short film (prompted occasionally by editor Neil Astley). Born in Virginia in 1915, she has lived in rural Vermont for much of her life. In 1959, after her husband committed suicide, she had to raise three daughters alone, all the time writing what she called her love poems, all written to a dead man who forced her to ‘reside in limbo’ with her daughters. The poems are all from her recent retrospective WHAT LOVE COMES TO: NEW & SELECTED POEMS: ‘In an Iridescent Time’, ‘Orchard’, ‘The Talking Fish’, ‘The Excuse’, ‘Advice’, ‘I Have Three Daughters’ (which she sings), ‘Mantra’ and ‘The Season’. The poems are included here by permission of her publishers Copper Canyon Press in the US and Bloodaxe Books in the UK. For more details, see: http://www.bloodaxebooks.com/titlepage.asp?isbn=1852248416

The pit. Sep. 2012 ( Oa essay )


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Life is a journey…
The way for some, is long and arduous but the reward is so gratifying!

In Oa we are like newborns having to learn the first steps of good habits in order to delight in
the ” normal ” life others might take for granted.

I hope you enjoy this essay!

The pit
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It happened to me so fast. I was taken by surprise once again.

I am amazed at my gift of falling down the trap so many times and always reacting with the innocence and naivete of a newborn.

How many more of these tribulations do I need until I experience the Nirvana, the bliss of long-term abstinence?

Time and again, I had read about not letting ourselves go Hungry-Angry-Lonely-tired? Those are our red lights. Our warning signs. Yet, that’s exactly what I did, at the beginning of school year in September.

Having to wake up at 6 Am was a major adjustment after two months “holidays “.

It got me extremely tired and by the third day, there was no reasoning going on in my mind. I could not think rationally, give myself advice or take adequate measures.

I found myself as a sleep walker, going to the fridge, stretching out for some food, recollecting vaguely a distant short debate occurring in my numbed mind… “the” voice answering back about not having the energy to fight the urge.

There was no physical strength in me therefore no emotional one either to rationalize. The urge was so big, it just took over. It felt like the invasion of a tsunami. There was no way I was going to find a breach to squeeze myself in to make “it” see sense.

A huge force which I knew from the start who would be the victor.

I let it happen. Did not even feel the “ I ” letting it. I was void emotionally yet it was the “ I “ that wanted to have it, how does one explain that?

The only explanation I can come up with now is, that’s why it’s called “ the pit “ . We hit rock bottom and don’t have the natural resources to behave in a disciplined way. Thinking straight is the last thing possible. Hence, the warnings of H-A-L-T .

Then came the “ revelation “…

Suddenly it all made sense…

All I had to do in the future is, prevention rather than cure. When feeling those “ symptoms “ , look after it in order to prevent the chaos of its destruction once in motion.

It is that simple!

Yet again, not always easy. We tend to forget how dangerous some zones can be, and find ourselves repeating the same mistakes.
I can’t deny the fact that I have learned every time something new, but I wonder what makes me different from other O.A members who grasp at abstinence from the word go and don’t let go of it, aware of its priceless gift.

They take the highway where as I…

I browse, I feel, I hurt, I grunt, I marvel…

I learn.

I learn the hard way. I forget, then, a miracles happen.

I open my file of essays and fall on one article which becomes a new message to me all over again. I open the book “ A new beginning “ and feel it speaking directly to my soul. A million different occurrences which I call miracles.

I imagine it’s my higher power’s way of reminding me, he is there to assist me. To protect and embrace me in his powerful love.

But it is not all about me.

If anyone of you out there reading this article can identify with it, it would make it worthwhile.
If it helps anyone in the slightest way well, maybe, just maybe, taking the long way was not a bad
idea after all.