Keeping Memories Alive

Journal Entry January 17, 2015 - Keeping Memories Alive In the course of twenty crowded years one parts with many illusions. I did not wish to lose the early ones. Some memories are realities, and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again. —Willa Cather In the end life becomes a collection of memories. As we lie in our death bed, the physical body frail, the mind…

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Entelechy

Journal Entry January 16, 2015 - Entelechy It is inside of you, like the butterfly is inside of the caterpillar. He then used a word that I heard for the first time, a word that became essential to my later work...A great word, a Greek word, entelechy. It means the dynamic purpose that is coded in you. It is the entelechy of this acorn on the ground to be…

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Killing

Journal Entry January 15, 2015 - Killing But apparently man loves to kill things, the fleeting deer, the marvelous gazelle, and the great elephant. We love to kill each other. This killing of other human beings has never stopped throughout the history of man's life on this earth. If we could, and we must, establish a deep long abiding relationship with nature, then we would never slaughter another human being…

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Fanatical Beliefs

Journal Entry January 14, 2015 - Fanatical Beliefs No one is fanatically shouting that the sun is going to rise tomorrow. They know it's going to rise tomorrow. When people are fanatically dedicated to political or religious faiths or any other kinds of dogmas or goals, it's always because these dogmas or goals are in doubt. —Robert M Pirsig Every act is a statement of your beliefs. What you believe…

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NoBody But MySelf

Journal Entry January 13, 2015 - NoBody But MySelf To be nobody-but-yourself — in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else — means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting. — e.e. cummings Whenever I had doubts about my life or place in it, my mother would say, "Just be yourself.” I tried being other than…

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Language

Journal Entry January 12, 2015 - The Tower Of Babel For me, language is a freedom. As soon as you have found the words with which to express something, you are no longer incoherent, you are no longer trapped by your own emotions, by your own experiences; you can describe them, you can tell them, you can bring them out of yourself and give them to somebody else. That is…

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Walking

Journal Entry January 11, 2015 - Walking I am alarmed when it happens that I have walked a mile into the woods bodily, without getting there in spirit. In my afternoon walk I would fain forget all my morning occupations and my obligations to Society. But it sometimes happens that I cannot easily shake off the village. The thought of some work will run in my head and I am…

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Never Kiss And Tell

Journal Entry January 10, 2015 - Never Kiss And Tell Lost really has two disparate meanings. Losing things is about the familiar falling away, getting lost is about the unfamiliar appearing. There are objects and people that disappear from your sight or knowledge or possession; you lose a bracelet, a friend, the key. You still know where you are. Everything is familiar except that there is one item less, one…

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A Little Yellow Wagon

Journal Entry January 09, 2015 - A Little Yellow Wagon A dream visited me. That is certainly the formula which indicates the passivity of great nocturnal dreams. To convince ourselves that they are really ours, we must reinhabit these dreams. Afterwards we make up accounts of them, stories from another time, adventures from another world… The teller of dreams sometimes enjoys his dream as an original work. In it he…

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I Know You Have A Beautiful Body

Journal Entry January 08, 2015 - I Know You Have A Beautiful Body The poet (artist) must write as it pleases him to write. If he writes what other people tell him to write, he may get some good verse, but he won’t get poetry. When I write to please myself, I may write some very bad verse, but that is the only way in which I can ever…

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Art Is Life

Journal Entry January 07, 2015 - Art Is Life Being an artist is not just about what happens when you are in the studio. The way you live, the people you choose to love and the way you love them, the way you vote, the words that come out of your mouth... will also become the raw material for the art you make. -Teresita Fernández I wanted to sing like…

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Preparing For The Unexpected

Journal Entry January 6, 2015 - Preparing For The Unexpected You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser minds. There is only one thing for it then — to learn.…

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Who Wins The Battle Of Beliefs?

Journal Entry January 05, 2015 - Who Wins The Battle Of Beliefs? Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many. Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books. Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders. Do not believe in…

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Growing Old

Journal Entry January 04, 2015 - Growing Old When, halting in front of it, I look at the reflection which is in the depths of my clear mirror. It gives me the impression of meeting an unknown old gentle man. — Hitomaro The biggest problem with growing older in my physical body is that in my mind I am still in my forties. The image I have of myself is much…

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RoofTops

Journal Entry January 03, 2015 RoofTops Creative space isn’t about putting up walls or hiding from the outside world, nor is it a simple desire to be away from people. Creative space is about finding solace and silence in the external world, so that we may adequately listen to our own minds. This can mean different things to different people: writers may want time to read and jot down…

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Hermanos (Brothers)

Journal Entry January 02, 2015 - Hermanos (Brothers) There must be a few times in life when you stand at a precipice of a decision. When you know there will forever be a Before and an After...I knew there would be no turning back if I designated this moment as my own Prime Meridian from which everything else would be measured. —Justina Chen "Hermanos" is the Spanish word for…

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A View From My Window

Keeping A Journal

Journal Entry January 01, 2015 - Keeping A Journal Home...home is so relative. Home can be so many places. Some places feel more home than others but I am a true believer that home can be anywhere you feel warm and secure. Even a person can be home, smell like home. Flavors can taste like home. Even friends sometime make you feel like home. We are citizens of the…

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A View From My Window

Happy New Year From Loja

Journal Entry 161 This web of time - the strands of which approach one another, bifurcate, intersect, or ignore each other through centuries - embraces every possibility. We do not exist in most of them. In some you exist and not I, while in others you do and I do not, and in yet others both of us exist. In this one, in which chance has favored me, you have…

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Entrance To Loja

The Road To Ecuador

Journal Entry 160 We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next, to find ourselves. We travel to open our hearts and eyes and learn more about the world than our newspapers will accommodate. We travel to bring what little we can, in our ignorance and knowledge, to those parts of the globe whose riches are differently dispersed. And we travel, in essence, to become young fools again — to…

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The Street Where I Live

The Crossroads

Journal Entry 158 The CrossRoads Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end. —Seneca I am here and once again find myself at this cross of roads. They appear in my life, I think randomly, but I am not sure. I do not know how many times I have come to this place. This place, where the road I am traveling intersects another road and becomes a crossroads. This…

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Folly

If I Should Die, Before I Wake...

Journal Entry 122 Each day, we wake slightly altered, and the person we were yesterday is dead. So why, one could say, be afraid of death, when death comes all the time? —John Updike I am more conscious of death's inevitability as I age. Knowing death can come for me at any time, I live my life more fully now. I don't have a checkoff sheet or bucket list to…

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Paradise

When Paradise Is No Longer Affordable

Journal Entry 30 ...I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and to see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not when I come to die discover that I had not lived....I left the woods for as good a reason as I went there. Perhaps it seemed to me that I had several…

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The Greater Self

An InterView With MySelf - Part II

Journal Entry 14-2 Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living. —Anaïs Nin Me: Okay, begin... I: You were the ethereal one, a shadow passing through a large corridor, floating without form into what appeared to be an underground chamber? You moved to a large vacuum tube contraption and floated atop the platform. From the…

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A Measured Perspective Of Life

Journal Entry 129 The people we most love do become a physical part of us, ingrained in our synapses, in the pathways where memories are created. —Megan O'Rourke I did not sleep well the night before and I was in a funk upon awakening. I attributed this unusual occurrence to the full moon and just went about my day. During my morning walk on the beach, I realized today is…

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An InterView With MySelf - Part I

Journal Entry 14-1 You are the core of our being; all of the other parts of the body are felt to be part of you. When any part of the body is hurt, you feel hurt. When our body feels well, you feel well. We know we are alive because we feel ourselves as “I.” I have never died, but I know it is the “I” that feels the dying.…

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What's In A Name?

Journal Entry 19 Maybe I enjoy not-being as much as being who I am. Maybe it's time for me to practice growing old. The way I look at it, I'm passing through a phase: gradually I'm changing into a word. Whatever you choose to claim of me is always yours; nothing is truly mine except my name. I only borrowed this dust. —Stanley Kunitz A friend recently sent me a…

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Why Is Life Worth Living?

Journal Entry 20 Why is life worth living? Okay, for me, I would say...well, Groucho Marx, to name one thing, and Willie Mays and the second movement of the Jupiter Symphony and Louis Armstrong's recording of 'Potato Head Blues', and um, Swedish movies, naturally. Sentimental Education by Flaubert, Marlon Brando, Frank Sinatra, those incredible Apples and Pears by Cezanne. Oh, the crabs at Sam Wo's, and um Tracy's face.…

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The Knock At The Door

Journal Entry 21 The truest philosophy, is not to long for anything in particular, but to accept everything as it comes, and find out the reason of it coming. —Marie Corelli The unexpected knock at the door awakened me from a late afternoon nap. I heard your voice call my name but when I opened the door, there was no one there. I walked around the corner thinking you were…

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This Love That I'm Feeling

Journal Entry 5 There is no less or greater in an absolute thing. All or nothing at all, the true lover says, and that's the truth of it. My love will never die, he says. He claims eternity. And rightly. How can it die when it is life itself? What do we know of eternity but the glimpse we get of it when we enter into that bond? —Ursula K.…

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Land Of The Free?

Journal Entry 18 We are moving toward an oligarchy society where a relatively small handful of the rich decide, with their money, who will run, who will win, and how they will govern. The defenders of the present system will fight hard to hold on to their privilege, and they write the rules. Nothing short of an aroused public can change things, nothing less than democracy is at stake. —Bill…

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Sunset

Attention

Journal Entry 3 So many things fail to interest us, simply because they don't find in us enough surfaces on which to live, and what we have to do then is to increase the number of planes in our mind, so that a much larger number of themes can find a place in it at the same time. —Ortega Y Gasset I have learned from living that activities of any…

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Hope

Journal Entry 12 Hope itself is a species of happiness, and, perhaps, the chief happiness which this world affords; but, like all other pleasures immoderately enjoyed, the excesses of hope must be expiated by pain. —Samuel Johnson The pumpkin vine slowly crept upwards into the papaya tree. It was unsure if the papaya would accept her but she went anyway. Slowly climbing higher and higher above the safety of the…

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StoryTelling

Journal Entry 2 Who are we, if not measured by our impact on others? That's who we are! We're not who we say we are, we're not who we want to be — we are the sum of the influence we have, in our lives, on others. —Neil deGrasse Tyson Life is a continuum, but when I look back, I see it in fragments, not broken from the whole but segregated…

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