A quick note after a long time to say that it will probably be another little or, perhaps, long while before I post again.
I'm up to the part I find most difficult in the first year of grieving -- where enough of normal life has resumed that I sometimes forget that my mother has passed and then remember again. And there is the looming anniversary of the sharp eruption of her illness (April 23) and passing (May 13) to get through.
Work is crazy-busy, which is both difficult and a mercy.
But it all raises questions of whither and wherefore, and fatigue, sadness, and existential angst are consuming but not the most appealing blog content.
So I will stay inward for a while and see what arises.
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Art is the dynamic edge between the conscious and the unconscious. It is [the] position of transcendental awareness.
—Richard Pousette-Dart
Many persons have a wrong idea of what constitutes happiness. It is not attained through self-gratification but through fidelity to a worthy purpose. —Helen Keller
Eccentricity has always abounded when and where strength of character has abounded; and the amount of eccentricity in a society has generally been proportional to the amount of genius, mental vigor, and moral courage which it contained. That so few now dare to be eccentric, marks the chief danger of the time. —John Stuart Mill, On Liberty
Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes. —Carl Jung
—Richard Pousette-Dart
Many persons have a wrong idea of what constitutes happiness. It is not attained through self-gratification but through fidelity to a worthy purpose. —Helen Keller
Eccentricity has always abounded when and where strength of character has abounded; and the amount of eccentricity in a society has generally been proportional to the amount of genius, mental vigor, and moral courage which it contained. That so few now dare to be eccentric, marks the chief danger of the time. —John Stuart Mill, On Liberty
Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes. —Carl Jung