Surprise me

Who are your favorite artists?

Um, which art? And which genre?

Books – Movies – Music – Paintings – Dance – Artisans – ?
There are so many arts to choose from, the number of incredible artists are too many to count.

To me, fave’s come and go. Some turn out to be deeply problematic, if not monstrous, others were a fave for a particular time (teens, twens, that one time while traveling, etc.). Some are constants, though the reasons may change over time.

The gauge is surprise. Whether pleasant or thought-provoking: Surprise me. Make me think. Tug at particular heart strings, without manipulation. Observe something interesting. Tell me something I don’t already know. Reflect on something unexpected. Do something wonderful. Show me your experience of the world we both see.

Art is such a sublime thing, uncontainable and uncontained, any artist who can catch that “spark of divine fire” is worth praise.

#create

Ignorance is no excuse

What’s a topic or issue about which you’ve changed your mind?

There used to be a certain patience towards ignorance. A kind of leniency towards stupidity. “Well, they don’t know better,” used to be a valid caveat.

Now, no more.

What has become terribly evident is that humans need to be wise to survive.

The stark reality is:

Stupidity and ignorance are equal to viciousness and malice, given their outcome. Abject ignorance is a serious health hazard, and idiocy is a danger to us all.

Added to that:

Intelligence is not enough, either. Empathy paired with intelligence is what is needed to keep the species alive and thriving.

You’re smart, fine. But are you wise?

Can you heal a broken heart? Can you nourish a soul? Have you grown within?  Are you aware of yourself and others? Are you capable of generosity? Do you listen to understand? Have you matured enough to comprehend love?

The hard truth is:

Wisdom is not a perk of life. It is a requirement to survive and thrive.

#foodforthought

No rush

Your life without a computer: what does it look like?

More postcards and personal letters.  More in-person visits. More long conversations. More hours where “unreachable” is real.

More typewriters, Xerox, fax machines. More quiet evenings and comfortable silences, more of the Old World that disappeared.

No more computers? Time would slow down immediately.

#throwback

Underwater Basket Weaving

What skill would you like to learn?

Can you imagine what an amazing basket weaver you’d have to be to be able to do weave baskets under water?

Not to mention how you’d be an exceptional diver, too, if you can basket weave without diving gear. The lung capacity!

So, you’d be a great diver and you’d be amazing at basket weaving. And wouldn’t that mean the baskets you weave would endure under water? Because they’d have to hold, wouldn’t they?

Wouldn’t that make them especially robust in, say, beach spaces? They’d be sustainable, too, wouldn’t they? No more plastics. 100% organic beach supplies.

Amazing diving skills, incredible dexterity, and sustainable beach supplies. Imagine the possibilities…

#dailysnark

A touch of whimsy

What details of your life could you pay more attention to?

It seems so trivial, but it’s so important: Those moments of simple levity. A treasure.

A little more whimsy. A little more “Just Because.” Why? No reason. Just because.

#mood

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