Image quality isn’t that great but this is what Friday night looked like for me. Spent in a beautiful apt with new friends and old homies having great conversation and healing together.
I realized you can get so caught up in this rat race that you don’t make time for things that aid in your spiritual growth/health (which are just as essential as brushing your teeth, taking a shower, and washing your hair). I’ve decided to make more time for the people I love (which is really saying I promise to make more time for myself).
Today was filled with color and I came home to mail from ochremesa so it was a good day.
Weaving again this semester. This time we’re on the floor looms. I love it.
Mary Oliver is one of my top 5 poets. I adore her. So much. I cannot read enough of her words. This book is a good collection of her life works and in it is the quiet longing, the sorrowful beauty, the strong current, the warm ocean, the buzzing forest at dusk. I cannot recommend her enough.
The Summer Day
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean—
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down—
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
No one specific recommended this to me but everyone I know was reading/ has read it so I decided to pick it up. Now, I cannot praise the magic that is Junot Diaz enough. I genuinely value his voice and care about what he has to say as a writer and am just overall a big fan. If you haven’t read This Is How You Lose Her (or anything else by this incredible man for that matter), you must.
You must learn her.
You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.
You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.
And, this is how you keep her.
I’m supposed to have 3-5
pages of my short story for tomorrow but my word document is blank.