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On Potential and its Demise

November 18, 2021 / Kristen / 2 Comments

What is potential, really, but a distraction from the present? One’s potential is what could be, what you measure yourself against or what others measure you against.

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Paradigm Prison

September 25, 2021September 25, 2021 / Kristen / 2 Comments

A poem on living outside the box

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Stop Believing In Yourself

August 26, 2021August 26, 2021 / Kristen / 2 Comments

Here's a new thing I’m trying out: stop believing in yourself, and just BE yourself. Sometimes get so hung up on what it means to believe, that we lose sight of what we are trying to believe in.

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What does it mean to truly see someone? When we look in a mirror, how many of us even truly see ourselves? The cells in my eye recognize your shape and shoot electricity through synapses to my brain that paint a picture of you. In my mind's eye, as they say. The same happens for you. But that representation is an incomplete reality. Perhaps the electromagnetic field surrounding each of us reaches out to fill in the gaps, to provide the energetic details that sight or sound alone cannot fathom. Even then, are we truly known? Perhaps. What do we have to compare the feeling to? Self assurance? A confidence in our identity (despite the fickle nature of even that moniker?). We may be able to "look within" to discover a deeper vibration of self knowledge; that ache in the heart that is ours alone. Maybe that helps us recognize the ache in the hearts of others, so that we can then look into their eyes as if to say, "I know your ache, so I know you." And maybe that is enough. Solitary union. Non-human beings seem to come to this conclusion quicker, free from the distracting ego chatter that births doubt and defensiveness. Look into the eyes of another creature, and you may just find the answer you were looking for. You may discover who you are. If you are really lucky, you may even be able to reflect that truth back out into the world, and help heal the underlying ache so that we can build deeper unions of love.
IFYKYK. A momentous day - visiting the Western Flyer, resurrected from the salty depths to tell its tales of a bygone era of fishing, science, and exploration, soon to transport a new generation into the future. Restoration to it's original splendor (with some exciting upgrades) is nearly complete, thanks to the amazing @chaseboatbuilder and @westernflyerfoundation. John Steinbeck sailed on this ship with his dear friend, muse, and fellow raucous-maker Ed Ricketts to the Sea of Cortez. The book they wrote about the venture - an unparalleled exploration of science, philosophy, human nature, and culture, was Steinbeck's only co-authored work, and has become a bible of sorts for marine biology/philosophy wonks. Once the Western Flyer takes to the seas again, it will become a floating mecca for 'Ed Heads' and Steinbeck disciples. But it will also welcome aboard young students, artists, historians, and scientists of all ages and backgrounds to absorb the magic emanating from the Flyer's wooden heart and soul. What an honor for me and @buttercup.the.ocean.pup to take a peek behind the curtain at the astounding attention to accurate detail as this boat is restored to it's original 1937 splendor.
Who else feels guilty for taking time out to just have "fun"? ✋😅 Even when I know that being active and outdoors is important for mental and physical health, I still feel guilty sometimes going roller skating rather than working on more 'important' projects or problems. But we can only build resilience if we give ourselves space to feel joy, to relax into the moment, and to play. Whether it's dance, sport, music, or games, play is an important part of developing our inner strength of purpose. I'm still working on not having nagging thoughts about productivity pop up while I am in 'play' mode, but it's an ongoing practice. Who are we when we aren't 'doong' and just 'being'? There will always be more problems to solve, injustices to fight, and suffering to overcome. Can you, for a few moments, feel the joy of a moment where you give yourself permission to let go, to feed your soul, and open your heart? That's where lasting love flows from.
Nature's dichotomy of fragility and strength, order and anarchy, vitality and dissolution, all on display in a few acres of curated beauty. Sometimes all we can do is be present and bear witness to the fractals of paradox that buttress the cathedral of our universe. Do we really need suffering to understand peace, or darkness to appreciate light? Maybe. Or maybe those are the myths we tell ourselves because we will never fully understand the natural laws that define our reality. But just by living, we continually alter that reality. May we choose to cultivate a shared reality with the care and grace of a butterfly landing upon its source of nectar, and similarly spread the joy of that nectar to others. 🦋💖
Sweet dreams are made of this: learning how to communicate with another living being, how to work together, how to overcome fears and build each other's confidence. To feel the wind in our hair. To feel the sunshine on our faces. To fly across a field with no end goal other than to feel the rush of speed and strength and ancestral wildness. I have so much to learn. So much of life does not feel like a sweet dream; it feels hazy, anxious, or even scary or dark. But these sweet moments are ones that shine like jewels in the fog of my mind, guideposts to a life that knew bits of love, joy, excitement, growth, and connection.
Yeah....@jmatter1 you know what I'm talking about. Let's hope the flames finally burn down capitalism, burn down ego, burn down racism, burn down the Idiocracy of protecting power and profit over the lives of souls on this planet. I'm heaving breaths, too, Mrs. White. If anyone can tell me what we need to do, I'm all ears. I'm ready to tear down the vitriol and I'm ready to rebuild with love. I don't want to vote within a broken system. I want to envision a new system where representation is cherished and community is extended and human nature takes a profound turn away from fear and towards celebrating the awe of existence shared together. And hopefully where wit as brilliant as Madeline Kahn's helps keep us sane.

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