Saturday, May 31, 2014

Striving & Becoming

It is the Human Condition
to strive to be More than we Are
and to despair when we fall short.

However, we must always Remember
that we are More than we Were
but still Less than we Shall Be.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Giving the gods the credit (or the blame)

It is not my belief in the gods that creates my prosperity. Neither is it my disbelief in other gods that creates my strife. It is rather my actions and interactions within this world as well as above and below that creates the momentum driving my life forward. I am ultimately responsible for the good and the bad in my own life. Worshipping the right gods or the wrong ones or none at all has nothing to do with whether I can be happy, healthy, or moral. 

When you credit the gods (or God) with the good things, you rationally have to blame them for the bad as well. If you have good health or make a good grade on a math test and credit an outside force with that success, would it not stand to reason that failure in those things would be the responsibility of that same outside force, especially if you consider that outside force to be omnipotent?

Rather accept and take credit for your own hard work and achievements as well as the responsibility or blame for what goes wrong. 


Note: The concept of wyrd, luck, and fate is a conversation for a later blog post.

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Clearing the cobwebs

My mind has been locked and forgotten like an attic in an old house waiting to be rehabbed. A century of dust coats the synapses, and tiny ghost spiders of ideas spin fragile webs in the shadowy corners. Thoughts skitter about unseen across the floor. Self-doubt and inertia nest like unwanted squirrels in the rafters.

But it's Spring-cleaning time. Throw open the shutters and let in the sunlight.

For too long I've allowed myself to just sit; my creative voice becoming derelict and moldy. Time to sweep away the cobwebs, wash down the windows and floors, and re-purpose the attic. It'll no longer be simply a storehouse of old papers and discarded toys. It'll be a workspace filled with bright colors and sound; a place to incubate and initiate new ideas and plans.

And I'm definitely evicting those damn squirrels!