wanting to be a part of things but feeling adrift
the cloth is Sure of Its Self. I am not.
I am wondering about that feeling as I feel more adrift every day. maybe it is something useful?
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Materials always seem sure of themselves. Something to contemplate. Your bottle and brush are very beautiful.
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I am now wanting to paint fabric………..seeing the bottle and the brush.
so that’s what i will do for the Bring Joy part of my Day.
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We all have those aimless days. They are usually uncomfortable for me, until I connect with something and my brain leaps awake with ideas.
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Hardest thing for me to learn was to accept aimless days; for so much of my life, I was planning, organizing, doing whatever doing was…now i just accept that a day will come when I don’t know what I want to do or even if I want to do…no longer feel that I have to account for every hour by being “productive”. These days, when I sit outside on my little patio, sometimes with a book, sometimes with a notebook to jot down some thughts, or with a cloth and I have to say I am not doing much with cloth these days, not even foraging for dye materials…I accept that this is how it is, that the quiet, aimlessness is serving a purpose.
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Adrift. Yes. I thought it was just me. Looking for direction, but unable to focus. I’ve started to meditate on/through/about it. Don’t know what will come of it.
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Oh my gosh, I just realized looking at your title that it has a connection to my Buddhist studies. Here’s a little quote: “Aimlessness. Thich Nhat Hanh always says that we are endlessly running—after love, wealth, happiness, enlightenment, whatever. Aimlessness means you have no goal, no object of pursuit. Then you realize you have everything you needed all along. Zen master Rinzai’s term for this is the “businessless person.” She who has no personal business to conduct in samsara is called a buddha.”
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so….days now…i am answering here and have found out
that yes. it IS something useful
read something on face book…an unaimed arrow never
misses its mark
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i love them both. the bottle was from Betty, the old one i cared for to the end, was given her by her sister. I have never seen one like it. For the Inktense pencils.
the brush…a course stiff bristle that i cut at an angle, short when was working with Oils.
both. Prized possessions.
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i’ll go look, see what you do
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yes, but now….there is no leaping
awake
just leaping in place
??????
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this is a BIG DEAL for you, she who keeps a written inventory of freezer contents
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the meditation
yes.
is the key
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i grin.
no object of pursuit.
it takes getting used to
THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR THIS
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