Inspiration found as an Expressive Art Therapy and Holistic Psychology student, etc.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Masks
We made masks in my Integrated Arts class.
This process made me feel very Diving Bell and the Butterfly-esque.
I love GLiTTER!
Friday, December 17, 2010
The Diving Bell and the Butterfly
I haven't posted on here much recently, mostly because I've been so busy with school.
I watched a movie in my Transpersonal class called The Diving Bell and the Butterfly.
It's the true story of a man named Jean-Dominique Bauby who was the editor of french Vogue. He had a stroke and suffered from what is called locked-in-syndrome, where he was completely conscious, but stuck in his body. He could not communicate with the outside world, however, a speech therapist devised a system with him where he would blink his left eyelid depending on what letter he wanted to use. They ended up writing an entire book this way. This is the best film I've seen in a long time.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Crappy cellphone quality
I've noticed that many people have been bummed out recently.
Maybe it's the seasons changing. It's more heavy than ever before.
Collective seasonal affective.
Monday, November 1, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
No Boundary by Ken Wilber
The more I value anything, the more I become obsessed with its loss.
Most of our problems are ones of opposites and the boundaries they create.
Our habitual way of trying to solve these problems is to attempt to eradicate one of the opposites.
There is not the least bit of evidence to suggest that after centuries of accentuating positives and trying to eliminate negatives, humanity isn't any happier, more content, or more at peace with itself. In fact, the available evidence suggests just the contrary: today is the "age of anxiety", of "future shock", of epidemic frustration and alienation, of boredom in the midst of wealth and meaninglessness in the midst of plenty.
There are no dividing boundaries between any things or events anywhere in the cosmos.
Every thing or event in the universe seemed to be interconnected with every other thing and event in the universe.
Quantum theory has abolished the notion of fundamentally separated objects, has introduced the notion of the participator to replace that of the observer, and has come to see the universe as an interconnected web of relations whose parts are only defined through their connections to the whole.
Today in class we lit candles, drank chamomile-lavender tea, ate dark chocolate, and painted our favorite song lyrics with watercolors.
Monday, October 18, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Gregg Levoy - Callings
"It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for." - Oriah
"Suffer creatively, not just neurotically" - Madeline Woodman
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
The Books
Realize that your eyes are made of atoms that are microscopic and are mostly empty space. They're in fact filled with the substance of your life. Your very essence fills these spaces. And even if through accident or surgery those powerful structures have been removed out of your body: relax, let go, expand. There's more space than there is matter, more space to relax.
And the meteorological man, with the whirlwind girl,
And a mote in the sun, and a squid in a bag,
And a raccoon hat, and a talking plant,
And a careful goat in a sewer system shaft.
(Lyrics to a popular folk song put into a free online translator through multiple languages)
And a mote in the sun, and a squid in a bag,
And a raccoon hat, and a talking plant,
And a careful goat in a sewer system shaft.
(Lyrics to a popular folk song put into a free online translator through multiple languages)
(These samples were taken from talkboy tapes found in thrift stores)
Monday, September 20, 2010
Carl Jung
Show me a sane man and I will cure him for you.
I'd rather be whole than good.
The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect, but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity. The creative mind plays with the objects it loves.
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