Site Meter ANCORA IMPARO
I believe in simplicity. I believe in feelings and family, friendship and fidelity, forgiveness and fortitude. I believe in miracles, meditation, motherhood and make believe and that music is the only real magic this world has ever seen. I believe in concocting and consuming colorful cocktails and fussing over and feasting on fabulous food. I believe in living out loud. I believe in laughing until your face hurts and loving until your heart breaks. I believe in behaving boldly and when warranted, badly, taking bubble baths and being barefoot. I believe in poetry, puppies and playing in the park. I believe in seeking without ceasing that which sings to my soul and strengthens my spirit. I believe in dancing in the rain and digging in the dirt. I believe in honest expression and the golden rule. I believe in Nature and naps and that naïveté is sometimes necessary. I believe in goodness and gratitude, grit and grace. I believe in unity and the power of the universe. I believe in being authentically awesome. I believe in being better today than yesterday but not as good as tomorrow. I believe in challenges and change and growing pains. I believe in the inherent worth of every creature, being and life force on this planet. I believe in honoring the individual journeys and paths of people whether I understand them or not. I believe in letting people live their truth and trusting that it’s right for them. I believe in lifting up and letting go. I believe that death is just as sacred an experience as birth and that it is never, ever an end.

Mostly, I just believe that I’m never going to stop learning what it is I believe.


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For most of my life I followed a safe path. I remember in vivid detail the moment I began the journey. August 1983, the hot muggy summer of “synchronicity” and “modern love”. A few months out of college, I stood on the corner of Seventh Avenue and Bleecker Street in New York City wearing pastel-blue balloon trousers, a hot pink v-neck t-shirt and bright white Capezio Oxfords. I lingered at the intersection peering deep into my future, contemplating the choice between the secure and the uncertain, between the creative and the logical, the known and the unknown. I dreamed of being an artist and a writer, but inasmuch as I knew what I wanted, I felt compelled to consider what was “reasonable” in order to safeguard my economic future. Even though I wanted what my best friend once referred to as “the whole wide world”, I thought it was prudent to compromise. I told myself it was more sensible to aspire for success that was realistically feasible, perhaps even failure-proof. It never once occurred to me that I could have it all.

As I look back on that decision 20 years later, I try to soothe myself with rationale: I grew up in an atmosphere of emotional and financial disarray, so my impulse as a young woman was to be tenaciously self-sufficient. As a result, I have lived within a fixed set of possibilities. I am not an artist; I am a Brand Consultant. I don’t work alone painting canvases and sculpting clay in a cold and quiet studio. I work in a bustling skyscraper and create logos for fast-food restaurants and packaging for mass-market soft drinks, salty snacks, and over-the-counter pharmaceuticals.

I am not profoundly unhappy with what has transpired in the years leading up to today; most days I consider myself lucky to have a fun secure job and a good paycheck. But I know deep in my heart that I settled. I chose financial and creative stability over artistic freedom, and I can’t help but wonder what life would be like if I had made a different decision on that balmy night back in the West Village.

I’ve come to a realization over the years: I am not the only person who has made this choice. I discovered these common self imposed restrictions are rather insidious though they start out simple enough. We begin by worrying we aren’t good enough, smart enough or talented enough to get what we want, then we voluntarily live in this paralyzing mental framework, rather than confront our own role in this paralysis. Just the possibility of failing turns into a dutiful self-fulfilling prophecy. We begin to believe that these personal restrictions are in fact, the fixed limitations of the world. We go on to live our lives, all the while wondering what we can change and how we can change it, and we calculate and re-calculate when we will be ready to do the things we want to do. And we dream. If only. If only. One day. Some day.

Every once in a while - often when we least expect it - we encounter someone more courageous. Someone who chose to strive for that which (to us) seemed unrealistically unattainable, even elusive. And we marvel. We swoon. We gape. Often, we are in awe. I think we look at these people as lucky, when in fact, luck has nothing to do with it. It is really all about the strength of their imagination; it is about how they constructed the possibilities for their life. In short, unlike me, they didn’t determine what was impossible before it was even possible.

John Maeda once explained, “The computer will do anything within its abilities, but it will do nothing unless commanded to do so.” I think people are the same - we like to operate within our abilities. But whereas the computer has a fixed code, our abilities are limited only by our perceptions. Two decades since determining my code, and after 15 years of working in the world of branding, I am now in the process of rewriting the possibilities of what comes next. I don’t know exactly what I will become; it is not something I can describe scientifically or artistically. Perhaps it is “code in progress.”

The grand scheme of a life, maybe (just maybe), is not about knowing or not knowing, choosing or not choosing. Perhaps what is truly known can’t be described or articulated by creativity or logic, science or art - but perhaps it can be described by the most authentic and meaningful combination of the two; poetry. As Robert Frost wrote; a poem “begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It is never a thought to begin with.”

I recommend the following course of action for those who are just beginning their careers, or for those like me, who may be reconfiguring midway through: heed the words of Robert Frost. Start with a big, fat lump in your throat. Start with a profound sense of wrong, a deep homesickness, or a crazy lovesickness, and run with it. If you imagine less, less will be what you undoubtedly deserve. Do what you love, and don’t stop until you get what you love. Work as hard as you can, imagine immensities, don’t compromise, and don’t waste time. Start now. Not 20 years from now, not two weeks. Now.

—Look Both Ways: Illustrated Essays on the Intersection of Life and Design by Debbie Millman (via canyouseemenow)

Not really into crowds. Obvs.

Not really into crowds. Obvs.

These two. Just when I thought they couldn’t both possibly fit into one spot anymore, this is what I find this morning.

These two. Just when I thought they couldn’t both possibly fit into one spot anymore, this is what I find this morning.

I’ve got my eye on you…

I’ve got my eye on you…

“The important thing is not so much that every child should be taught, as that every child should be given the wish to learn. What does it matter if the pupil know a little more or a little less? A boy who leaves school knowing much, but hating his lessons, will soon have forgotten almost all he ever learned; while another who had acquired a thirst for knowledge, even if he had learned little, would soon teach himself more than the first ever knew.”

—John Lubbock, The Pleasures of Life

"In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence." - Robert Lynd

"In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence." - Robert Lynd

explore-blog:

In the 1970s, Ms. Magazine – which built “social media” for women’s rights decades before Facebook and Twitter – used to have a section titled “No Comment,” where readers submitted the most blatant examples of sexism in the media. Now, Mitch O’Connell has culled the best (meaning worst) of these from 50 issues of Ms. 

Meanwhile, nearly a century earlier, Nellie Bly brilliantly told one of these pigheads off in the local paper.

Also see this collection of Ms. letters featuring kids’ disarming thoughts on gender politics.  

(HT Coudal)

(Source: explore-blog)

theatlantic:

Why the Limit to Mean Girls Does Not Exist

Mean Girls was released 10 years ago today. This means that Mean Girls was also released just weeks after Mark Zuckerberg launched thefacebook.com from his Kirkland House dorm room.
That is mostly a coincidence. In many ways, the now-classic high school comedy had a lifecycle typical of its genre: theatrical release, DVD release, Netflix release, basic-cable omnipresence. (For the film’s enduring popularity, “I think we mostly have TBS to thank,” Mean Girls’ writer and co-star, Tina Fey, put it in a recent interview.) But Mean Girls has been exceptional in one notable way: At some point, it stopped being simply a film. It became an Internet Phenomenon. It became a meme. 
The film still feels fresh today—it still feels fetch today—in large part because it never really left us. We’ve been living in Girl World since long after Mean Girls made its initial run in the theaters. Irregardless.
Read more. [Image: Paramount]

theatlantic:

Why the Limit to Mean Girls Does Not Exist

Mean Girls was released 10 years ago today. This means that Mean Girls was also released just weeks after Mark Zuckerberg launched thefacebook.com from his Kirkland House dorm room.

That is mostly a coincidence. In many ways, the now-classic high school comedy had a lifecycle typical of its genre: theatrical release, DVD release, Netflix release, basic-cable omnipresence. (For the film’s enduring popularity, “I think we mostly have TBS to thank,” Mean Girls’ writer and co-star, Tina Fey, put it in a recent interview.) But Mean Girls has been exceptional in one notable way: At some point, it stopped being simply a film. It became an Internet Phenomenon. It became a meme. 

The film still feels fresh today—it still feels fetch today—in large part because it never really left us. We’ve been living in Girl World since long after Mean Girls made its initial run in the theaters. Irregardless.

Read more. [Image: Paramount]

whitehouse:

Watch President Obama, Vice President Biden, Daniel Craig, Benicio del Toro, Dulé Hill, Seth Meyers, and Steve Carell on putting an end to sexual assault.

This.

All day, every day.

“The important thing is not to think much,
but to love much;
and so, do that which best stirs you to love.”

—Saint Teresa of Avila

Caustic Love

Do yourself a favor and take 50 minutes to immerse yourself in the PURE EPIC GENIUS of this album in its entirety.

It WILL be my favorite album of the year, without question.

Super, super, superb.

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