shirleytwofeathers
You are pure awareness.
You are not awareness sometimes
and other times not awareness.
The idea that you are only sometimes aware
and sometimes not aware
is itself an idea appearing in unbroken awareness.
Be aware of this.
~Mooji
Here’s something I find interesting. When I posted my mega list of stuff I want to do before I die, I fully expected that there would be fall out or blow back in the form of feeling overwhelmed, pressured, inept, inadequate, or otherwise crushed under the weight of it.
That did not happen!
Instead, I am feeling really good about myself because I realized that, with two notable exceptions, I spend the major part of every single day working on one or more items on that list. When I wrote the mega list, I thought I was flailing around not doing much of anything, and that is not true. Whatever I find myself doing at any given time is probably somewhere on that list, and knowing this is like a huge sigh of relief! Huge!
The exceptions?
- Occasionally I find myself staring mindlessly at the television.
- Getting sucked in to those stupid games on my phone.
I’ve also noticed that now that I have my list, it’s way easier to stay off the phone games. And the mindless television watching? Well, I just grab something simple to do while I watch. Like making bows for Heavenly Pets, knitting those pesky scarves, sketching ideas for my 100 things…
I wonder what would happen if you made a really long list of all the stuff you want to do before you die, including all the stuff that would make life easier while you work on completing that list… Would your results be the same as mine?
There is no egg in the eggplant,
No ham in the hamburger
And neither pine nor apple in the pineapple.
English muffins were not invented in England,
French fries were not invented in France.
We sometimes take English for granted, but if we examine its paradoxes we find that:
Quicksand takes you down slowly,
Boxing rings are square,
And a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
If writers write, how come fingers don’t fing?
If the plural of tooth is teeth,
Shouldn’t the plural of phone booth be phone beeth?
If the teacher taught,
Why hasn’t the preacher praught?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables,
What the heck does a humanitarian eat?
Why do people recite at a play,
Yet play at a recital?
Park on driveways and
Drive on parkways?
How can the weather be as hot as hell on one day
And as cold as hell on another?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language where a house can burn up as it burns down,
And in which you fill in a form
By filling it out
And a bell is only heard once it goes!
English was invented by people, not computers,
And it reflects the creativity of the human race
(Which of course isn’t a race at all.)
That is why:
When the stars are out they are visible,
But when the lights are out they are invisible.
And why it is that when I wind up my watch
It starts,
But when I wind up this poem
It ends.
Shared by: Teresa Janusaitis
So, yesterday I was talking about my Book of Demons, and today I thought I would expand on one of them. As part of the book project, I wanted explore how this Demon helps me, when it is useful to conjure him, and when it is better to leave him sleeping and unaware.
Who is this guy? He’s The Nobody. His presence becomes quite noticeable when I find myself saying or thinking one or more of the following:
- Nobody buys my art.
- Nobody hearts my stuff.
- Nobody comments on my posts.
- Nobody visits my website.
- Nobody helps me do anything.
- Nobody reads my Facebook.
- Nobody shares my amazing updates.
- Nobody understands me.
- Nobody does what I say.
- Nobody cleans my house.
So, as I’m reading these invocations, it occurs to me that most of them are NOT TRUE, not even a little bit true. And some of them sound really a lot like someone feeling sorry for herself. And I really don’t like the idea of being a “feeling sorry for myself” type of person. Because, hey! What’s to feel sorry for. I’m not sorry! Not at all.
As a matter of fact, the only one that actually IS true is the one about how nobody cleans my house. And it’s only partly true because I do clean it, sometimes… like… I dunno… once a year. Anyway, it’s the middle of a pandemic, nobody is coming over anyway… lol NOBODY again. And actually nobody cares if my house is clean or not. Nobody except me, and only sometimes… So…
I’m thinking that The Nobody is a really good liar! Also he is astonishingly good at dampening my enthusiasm, and stopping me dead in my tracks. Every now and then he inspires me to try even harder to get some attention, but for the most part all he does is pull me down.
The best way to conjure him up is to have unrealistic expectations.
For example, sometimes I upload a really cool piece of artwork to my Redbubble shop, and then get really disappointed when it hasn’t had any hits, hearts, or sales by the next day. And when he shows up, and he inevitably will, sometimes I do actually try to promote my Redbubble stuff either on Facebook or here on my website. Which can be even more disappointing when I still don’t get hits, hearts, or sales right away.
I suppose it could be said that The Nobody is helpful in keeping me humble. “Pride goeth before a fall” or so they say. So maybe he keeps me from falling too hard on my ass. I guess that’s a small bonus.
He also pushes me to do more self promotion, and while I do totally suck at advertising, he is largely responsible for some of the traffic in my shops and websites. So I suppose I should thank him for that.
What else do I want to say about The Nobody?
Well, appropriate an appeasement offering would be sour grapes, which is what a lot of his invocations sound like ~ sour grapes.
And if I am really wanting to get friendly with The Nobody, I suppose I could post something really stupid, something worthy of ZERO comments, hearts, or hits. Alternatively, I could put something really cool on Redbubble and put the settings to it on PRIVATE. Nobody would see it then.. guaranteed.
Another way to live in harmony with The Nobody might be to start calling him on his shit. Do some fact checking, give him credit when he is right but hold him accountable when he isn’t. And when he is right, it might even be useful to say, “Thank you for pointing that out.” Or, and this might be even better, “Yes I know, and I don’t actually care.” But that’s only better if it’s true.
On second thought, that all sounds like a lot of effort on my part… fact checking… it sounds so laborious and boring!! What if I just respond with and eye roll and an “Oh really?” I could even follow it up with, “Would you like some tea?”
I know that I’ve mostly talked about The Nobody in the context of my online shops, Facebook, and my website. I think that’s because it’s where he generally tends to hang out. Social media is his favorite place to be. Does he hang out with you too? I bet he does.
As for the image I used to illustrate this post, it is a bad photo of a visual representation of The Nobody. I drew it as part of my art class project. At some point I intend to scan the original, tweak it to make it awesome, and upload it to my shops. Then I will sit back and wait to see if Nobody will see it, like it, heart it, or buy it.
If an image has posted without permission please leave a comment and I will happily remove it, replace it, give credit, link love ~ whatever you prefer.
I think it's time to go shopping... maybe even buy some really cool stuff at my online shops!!
