WHAT IS THE POINT?

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Snow and winter came yesterday just when I thought it wouldn’t. Goes to show that I am not a reliable predictor. It’s January the 6th, the 6th day of the Ultimate Blog Challenge. I hope I have the stamina to go to the end. The excitement and bravado that comes at the beginning of any challenge is waning a little. I’m starting to get a little bored and thinking: What’s the point of this? What drivel I write!

So it is time to do a review. What is the point? The point is I was bored, feeling aimless. I am getting forgetful, my brain chaotic. I am a little worried about getting the big A(lzheimer). I can’t remember some of my relatives Chinese names. I know that it could be because I haven’t seen or talked about them for a long time. Still, I worry. There are other forgetfulness. A writing challenge is an exercise for my brain – finding words, making sentences and thoughts. Writing is a love I had dropped. It is a good time to pick up the letters, words and sentences to problem solve.

The first few days have been easy. Now starts the more difficult part. To make it easy, I have to come to the keyboard every day and tap away like a woodpecker. A woodpecker taps for food. I am, too, in a sense. I’m tapping for words to sustain my mind and soul. I don’t have to be brilliant but I do like to shine. For now it is satisfying just to be here talking. To succeed, I have to endure and learn to love boredom and monotony of staying to the end.

TAKING NOTES

It is April 8, 2021 at 7:48 am. It is 8℃ outside and 11℃ in the greenhouse. The sun is out. I’m expecting that it will be higher than the 13℃ they have predicted. Yesterday was crazy warm – 21℃. It’s like summer in April. The thing is the forecast is for snow come Saturday and there will be minus temperatures of -6℃. There’s just no telling what the weather will do. Isn’t that what life is like, too. We/I just have to take it one day at a time. But I can still prepare for the instability. That means taking notes.

I haven’t been good at taking notes. I’ve been living by gosh, darn and poop. It’s one of the reasons why I’ve had such a difficult journey. I’ve been doing the same things and expecting different results. Now I do know better but doing the familiar things is such a deep seated habit, it is hard to change. I will have to focus, work hard and write down the things and changes I want to do. Just thinking about them does not lead to commitment.

I find it useful to read my own journals. I had a whole pile of them. I’ve gotten rid of many of them because the advice was not to revisit them. I still have a few from different times in my life. I’ve sifted through them the last few days. I see that I’ve had to struggle with my moods all my adult life. Most, if not all of my writings were the same – my feelings and the ways I was coping. I think I am in a better space today. I am not struggling, working on my feelings. I am just working at the things I love to do. It’s good to look back to see where I was so that I don’t keep doing the same things that doesn’t work.

MAKING DIFFERENT – Day 229 in a year of….

Day 229, March 14, 2017@2:09 pm

DASU4902These days, it’s hard to bring out the paint and the words. Things do not flow but I still stutter, dab and poke along. A sentence is strung. A picture evolves. Some seeds are planted and some are ordered. I have learned to love this process of eking, drip dropping. I am not at a standstill. I am making progress like the tortoise. There is no need to rush. The finish line will come soon enough.

I am learning to reframe, review and widen my lens in this year of doing different. It’s so easy to fall back into easy and same olds. It’s equally easy to do a different thing. It’s easy to do the same in a different way. The hard part is being mindful and staying the course. The thing to remember is we are all the same. We all struggle. No one is perfect. We all fall off the path. It’s the falling that wakes us. It’s an opportunity to learn and change.

day 1I’ve been obsessed with making art this past year, starting with a 100 day challenge of making art every day. Here’s my day 1. I went the whole 100 days, making little arts and then bigger ones. A year later, I’m taking some online classes. They have helped immensely. Now I can talk the talk and walk the walk. I’ve been just talking about my passion for 30 years or so.

Whatever I learn from making art, gardening and whatever…all help to make a better me. Making, doing different keeps us from falling asleep at the wheel. It energizes and motivates me. I learn to see with different eyes, listen with different ears and speak with different softer words. Here’s some of my wonky creations with left hand and sometimes with eyes closed.

 

From doing different, I am different – capable of making wonky art.