The year of the water dragon is turning the corner and embracing the return of light into the world.
It is a reminder of cyclic forms in nature, which includes us. As things grow and mature the colors of live move with it. And as we enter a new calendar unwritten by the Mayans, may we all reach within and draw our the true light of our nature.
Reflecting on the past year: on the loss of loved ones, the continual opportunities to view oneself with a clear eye, and the ever creative present moments; i wonder at the miracle of truth.
Ever hopeful to remain in the present and to surrender to love.
Peace...Light...Joy...
Friday, December 21, 2012
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
ruins and the entropy of death...
wow pretty heavy in the title area there...
it usually takes a month after end of quarter to process and blather about, hither and yon on my experiences...
and as I get ready for the second quarter past the last posting...I am partially processed...like a new loaf of velveeta still on the loading dock of life...
my last program "Ruins" the anthropological look at ruins (as in buildings, cultures, sociological environs).... added more layers upon the critical thinking processes (MediaWorks) inspired by the works of Russian and German filmmakers, avant-guarde experimental filmmakers, and texts thrown at us like lockboxes to times past linked to the present...the key was to jump in and see how it felt (still feels)...like any faculty worth their salt, we were guided and prodded into looking outside our own filter of experience...I find myself drawn to very divergent topics...picking them up...reading and researching a bit...feel a beginner's grasp and move on to the next...rinse and repeat...opportunities arrive by not obsessing and by allowing openings to make themselves known...familiar energies in new faces...found 16mm and 35mm film footage to animate and explore...the ebb and flow of what is available vs. what one tries to grasp...
at the same time...we had a dear friend pass away from cancer (she battled this like Patton facing the Nazi's--swinging at it with arms, legs, and sharp mind)...this was easter sunday at dawn... cheeky thing that...always pushing her way to the limelight....
at the normal one month period after my spring quarter when my process eases up, my awesome friend, sister, and spiritual mentor passed...we went down to central cali for the service...still grieving...still...the eulogy given by her partner was one of the most well thought out, clear, humorous, divinely inspired accounting of their life together...over 200 people were present and every single one of us there had a deep connection to her...
...now as I review my Intermediate Algebra book in preparation for Calculus and Physics defining 2D animation...I think of my dear Tibetan Buddhist friend who is in hospice, who I have been fortunate enough to help care for occasionally the last two and a half months...the doctors gave her till the end of June...it's almost the second week of September....I will have one more opportunity to be of service next week before class starts...I think about her many times during the day...
...I think about my mentor/friend many times during the day...
...I think about my easter rising friend many times as well...
...I move between freaking out about not finishing my int. algebra review before class starts...and about my transportation budget...and moving in between all of that are these deeply quiet, open, and present moments that I cherish and breath space into and if I am calm enough, if I allow everything to be as it is, continue to breathe and relax.... moments open up...opportunities present themselves...familiar energies arise within new experiences...a smile beams on loved one's faces...and I visit my garden to harvest my soul....
it usually takes a month after end of quarter to process and blather about, hither and yon on my experiences...
and as I get ready for the second quarter past the last posting...I am partially processed...like a new loaf of velveeta still on the loading dock of life...
my last program "Ruins" the anthropological look at ruins (as in buildings, cultures, sociological environs).... added more layers upon the critical thinking processes (MediaWorks) inspired by the works of Russian and German filmmakers, avant-guarde experimental filmmakers, and texts thrown at us like lockboxes to times past linked to the present...the key was to jump in and see how it felt (still feels)...like any faculty worth their salt, we were guided and prodded into looking outside our own filter of experience...I find myself drawn to very divergent topics...picking them up...reading and researching a bit...feel a beginner's grasp and move on to the next...rinse and repeat...opportunities arrive by not obsessing and by allowing openings to make themselves known...familiar energies in new faces...found 16mm and 35mm film footage to animate and explore...the ebb and flow of what is available vs. what one tries to grasp...
at the same time...we had a dear friend pass away from cancer (she battled this like Patton facing the Nazi's--swinging at it with arms, legs, and sharp mind)...this was easter sunday at dawn... cheeky thing that...always pushing her way to the limelight....
at the normal one month period after my spring quarter when my process eases up, my awesome friend, sister, and spiritual mentor passed...we went down to central cali for the service...still grieving...still...the eulogy given by her partner was one of the most well thought out, clear, humorous, divinely inspired accounting of their life together...over 200 people were present and every single one of us there had a deep connection to her...
...now as I review my Intermediate Algebra book in preparation for Calculus and Physics defining 2D animation...I think of my dear Tibetan Buddhist friend who is in hospice, who I have been fortunate enough to help care for occasionally the last two and a half months...the doctors gave her till the end of June...it's almost the second week of September....I will have one more opportunity to be of service next week before class starts...I think about her many times during the day...
...I think about my mentor/friend many times during the day...
...I think about my easter rising friend many times as well...
...I move between freaking out about not finishing my int. algebra review before class starts...and about my transportation budget...and moving in between all of that are these deeply quiet, open, and present moments that I cherish and breath space into and if I am calm enough, if I allow everything to be as it is, continue to breathe and relax.... moments open up...opportunities present themselves...familiar energies arise within new experiences...a smile beams on loved one's faces...and I visit my garden to harvest my soul....
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Appreciation
Here is a big thanks of appreciation to my partner, family and friends as I make this journey. I could not do this without you! Seriously I could not....so the update for this adult student is about what I am learning inside and out of school...the last two quarters taking MediaWorks has given me insight and skills to use for making documentary film/video...and it kept me busy enough that this is the first time I even thought about blogging. Film editing is serious business. Shoot 30 hours of video for 18 min DVD. That DVD btw will be shown at the Nisqually River Education Project Film Fest in conjunction with the Yelm Film Fest in May... my direct film animation/video collage was publicly screened earlier this month on campus. My cousin Egon and his wife Debbie attended along with my sweetheart. It was very exciting! I hope to continue to utilise this creative outlet moving forward to support change and awareness. This next quarter I will be studying Ruins: contemporary Urban abandoned structures how they came to be, how they are related to socio-economic environments, and I hope how we can help our world. Outside of school, well is there such a thing? Everyday brings opportunities to see yourself reflected in others as well as in the mirror...peace out campers...tred softly...
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