Quotes: Inspiration to Harness Fear

“… the ability to accurately label and effectively harness disappointment– to its proper and most beneficial place, is growth. I don’t mean “excuses” because those are empty, but when I am actively working on becoming better in that specific area, I am growing. You can see the steps I am and will take and progress is measurable. Then, you can see that the car is harnessing the fuel– not the other way around. I was allowing the fuel to drive and it completely incinerated the car! You can’t travel in a burnt up car!”

These are the BASICS– an important piece of the foundation on which I can build my dreams.

I value a short-cut and a heads-up like everyone else, but I can’t dream of shopping and promoting volumes of my own future work with the anxiety I carried about revealing myself or paralyzing fear and self-criticism that haunted me. Do I still become fearful? Yes, but instead of transporting me back to bed, I’ve learned to harness it as fuel to transport me to back to the satisfaction that comes with living a peaceful life– not fearful in spirit.”

–lovemeka, After Challenge to Act Out.. (7/10/13)

I’m happy I found this draft in my inbox today when I could use it most 🙂  I hope in time you can draw strength from it too. Please also pay-it-forward by sharing using the buttons below! 

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Nerd Words: Literal Arts

Nerd World

That’s a post-secondary area of study, right? The study of trying to find a job with it -ology? Noooo. I literally don’t feel that way. Every egghead, non-prescription-spectacle-wearin’-geek-wanna-be-with-a-mouse, or nerd-stalkin’-senior-year-opportunist who has accidentally glanced at a ripped note BEFORE crushing it into enough saliva to make a “spitball” with enough density to propel it at the angle available using the perfect air pressure to reach the velocity required to adhere it to the classroom CEILING…. Knows:

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Poem 12: Something. Look. Say.

Something

Freshly plastered imprints of fist-prints on a wall

A grown child grips her tattered book, while

Split lips mouth a prayer she memorized from it

Brown hair even looks just like her mother’s- perfect

For concealing a belt buckle cut- from neck

To shoulder, but she knows to cover her face

Unbeknownst they showed her long ago

“I was a bastard”. He says as he knelt;

Open hands toward her neck…clasped her

New gold crucifix; it’s just above her covered chest

Look.

Cold eyes warm as he hugs her– tells her he loves

Her. Through melted eyes, he looked just like…

When he took her hand to hold and adorned it

With gold from fingertips to her sliced wrists

As her sadness evaporates in a child- like bliss

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Act Out “What’s Clearly Bothering Me” Monologue

New Challenge!! This one should be especially fun if you have you ever wanted to be an actor, write a screenplay, have a one-person show, or just challenge yourself like me. If you are like me, either you just clicked off of this, or haven’t gotten around to it ’cause you paused to wonder whether “blog incontinence” is such a thing. Either way, this challenge is for you….mmmkaaaay “us”.

Challenge Details

1) I will give me 5 days in keeping with the original challenge. That’s due Wednesday, the 10th at 10:00 p.m. CST

2) Record and post an original video of yourself bringing the drama to my monologue,  “What’s Clearly Bothering Me”

3) You may share a link to your video on this post, so I know where to watch and subscribe

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7 Reasons Why I Give No Advice

The followers of this site will find candid view of this journey of self-discovery and an invitation to join me on my challenges. 

In short, this blog is a record of my own opinion– in which I am certified. But one thing you will not find is ADVICE. But whyyyy?

1. First, I respect that you are you’re an adult in possession of the intellectual capacity to sift through details to find what works for you. That’s why…
2. And of any passionate pitch I could give or any meticulously researched detail or report that I can possibly muster is still unequivocally bound by your own will to do whatever it is that you decide. What’s wrong with that?  On this journey, I have defined respect for my own time and energy as a mechanism of love. That’s it.
3. Because I have no short-cuts, gimmicks, tricks, fads, or super-secret miracles–just what you already know works and that’s planning, work, effort, and persistence so not to give up instead of trying something different. If I can inspire that, I would call it a win.
4. Because I don’t believe one-size-fits all. Everything’s not for everyone. Absolutely not.
5. Some are only here for the poetry and the art– not to be inspired, and I’m okay with that.
6. Everything doesn’t need to be “fixed.” I will never forget the conversation where I was asked of my son, “If you could fix him, what would you want?” And I replied, “He is not broken to me.”
7. There is a case to be made for minding one’s own business. That’s unheard of online and even feels silly considering this project, but the fact is that there is a false familiarity online that makes it easy to overstep boundaries as one after another finds it okay to suggest that because a few photos and laughs are shared–maybe even picked up on a few nuances and personality quirks, that we are somehow qualified to know what’s best for each other. I purport no such thing, and that’s..

Why I Give No Advice. Unlessssssss of course you ask; then, I’ll answer!

Neil deGrasse Tyson Twitters

Neil deGrasse Tyson Twitters (Photo credit: Roger Smith)forget to follow to the right and now *gasp* twitter. They shoulda already told me that Neil deGrasse Tyson was on everyday divulging secrets of the universe or I would’ve beeeen on twitter!

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Nerd Words to Live By: Harness

English: Words associated with Fear

English: Words associated with Fear (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

And they lived happily ever after is the ending ya expect after dragons have been slayed, and the sultry victim…saved, by a regally hot hero. Well at least 1 1/2- 2hrs of life…invested in the return of their lives to the fairy tale in magically opulent kingdom as our soaring expectations become violently turbulent at the threat of upset at climax. The same climax we feared might snatch our expectation that they might never frolic the gardens of far away lands ever again! Finally from the brink, basking in the buttery-scented exhilaration. The lights returns, and we envision newly deflowered royalty celebrating their warm, loving, beautiful lives away with a muchbetter career, dwelling, interest rate, ROI, FICO, school district, and hairline than mine 😉

 

But in real life, beating a single adversary is not doesn’t offer “happily ever after”, so I subbed the terms “beat fear” for “harness fear”. As explained to some friends before, feelings give life. Where one may give fragrance, the other could give that little container of coffee beans to help me appreciate aroma of the next sweet feeling. So before, I have mislabeled or over-simplified the paralyzing dilemma. Beat fear? Pft… To beat fear is like saying to beat the fuel running through the vehicle that transports you. Why a single drop a fear could help trigger a sympathetic autonomic fight or flight response… releasing adrenaline to give otherwise super-human strength…

 

Today as I feared a thing for its futility, I remembered that I could not lose or gain a piece of my soul for doing a seemingly hopeless thing. As if every day, I haven’t built a reality from the seemingly hopeless. In fact, my story has been seemingly hopeless to someone somewhere from the time my tiny body grew and pressed against the inside of hers. To recall the depths of all the other seemingly hopeless ordeals since then and derive that a futile thought might deserve a corner of space in my mind brought a smile to my face and hearty laughter to my spirit.

 

There’s no need to fear…fear. It is certainly flammable and deserves its respect, but when it flows the right path, ignites us and helps to get us where we need to be. Fear is not a weakness but a tool to be harnessed for the opportunity to return to the base feeling of peace and calm.

What do you fear? How do you harness your fear?

 

 

 

 

Anonymous Submission: An Inspired Poem

Inspired by the Inspired (also called 2)

My sweet Destiny, what delightful naivety to “challenge” me, but you mean well sugar, so go ahead and test me. I’ll humor your endeavor for whatever- if only but to amuse myself beyond Crush. But you must know that my tastes are from a better artistic time with more creative muses than you. But the article and discussions were divine, and I have lots of art, music, and poetry in mind for you.

Dear Ms. Destiny, surprisingly I find this exercise exhilarating! So cute and simple this new music… somehow it brings me nearer to when art, film, poetry, and theatre reflected the fragrant garden of the complexities of its era. Good for me and good for you… so I’ll jot down a word or two when I’m so inclined– but I have only 5 minutes since business and busy-ness take all my time- making tending to myself last in line.

Oh Ms. Destiny, it’s difficult to say how these words inundate me, so I won’t say a thing, but look here and see how they flow so easily from me and my pen and my keys spilling, with an intimidating honesty the contents within… and of my heart- outside in, right side and around but I continue to breathe it in- left side down. Til I changed; after I wrote for you, I wrote again!

Dear Ms. Destiny, I’m writing to boldly proclaim that I AM an artist in whom creativity travels my veins. New expressive outlets now release,what I held before, to explain all I now see: the immaculate order of the chaotic world around me, how dilated eyes connect me to youthful freedom, and how the addition of clarity and vision are all packaged and caressed by my adult confidence. My imperfectly beautiful art evolves every day. Through this inspired window, imagery arrests me, so I awaken and sketch in 3 minutes more or less and seconds- what I somehow never saw before. I will continue to challenge myself and let others rise to me on this journey now. I believe that I’m the one who left creativity when I thought life had worn it away, but it was always inside of me.

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Aside

HUMANITY n. “1. a. The quality or state of being human. b. the quality or state of being kind to other people and animals 2. All people: humankind

/HUgh-MON-ataaaayah/ or so I pronounced it when selecting this one. With exaggerated lip movements stretching that Southern drawl out as far as I could while striking a thinking man pose!

……..But instead the stealthiness of Legos confounded me along with how to choreograph a toy-scoop, deodorant check, yawn, and stretch in a single “Boom-Kat”. But my body was already preparing a homeostatic mechanism in protest of impending exposure to the boredom of an overused and loftily associated word. Why would I choose it?

You know how “human” is our species (or category)? Well, knowing that makes it easier to grasp humanity: “I know you are a human because of all these qualities; you all have them.” If we did not, we would be another type of animal. This is one of the basics that I hope everyone already knows. Just as the golden rule of thumb for when one human interacts with another human is to treat her as you would want to be treated. This works especially assuming that we both recognize that each other are human (people)– the very definition of humanity.

Honey, you’re sharp if you are here. The magic happens quickly, so pay attention!

VISUALIZE (Visual Exercise)

If you’re a visual learner, try this little quick exercise to see if it helps you connect with your humanity. You can look or imagine looking at your reflection and into the gaze of your own eyes or simply pointing to yourself.

1. First, look into that mirror and vocalize who you are as a human, person, …by your name, or just whatever is comfortable for you.

My sketch of Mr. Oh T. Humanity

My sketch of Mr. Oh T. Humanity

2. Find out by asking and expressing how you deserve to be treated, how you want to be treated, and also specifically how others are treating you.

3. Perform checks during this exercise by asking, “do I really believe what I just said?” If you do, proceed. If not, be honest, and then please…continue.

4. If at this point, you feel no doubt about the accuracy of this survey of your feelings right now, re-read the Golden Rule example below:

Read again: The golden rule of thumb for when one human interacts with another human is to treat her as you would want to be treated. This works especially assuming that both of us recognize that each other are human (people)– the very definition of humanity.

So ask me again why this ol’ dull drab highfalutin word “humanity”? Because I almost tacked on humanitarian AND humanitarianism in a white paper-sized article about tryna sub humanitarian-ism for human-ity.

…..and from where in the hell do these Legos keep coming?!–just as I have run outta “Boom-Kat”.

Visual EXERCISE

Nerd Words to Love By: Humanity