June 23, 2008 at 1:00 pm (life)
Although in more recent years I have found George Carlin to be more angry and bitter than funny, I do remember laughing my ass off many times as a result of his ingenious irreverence toward conventionality and establishment. He was one of the first to point out our ridiculousness to us. Being stoned and listening to another stoner making fun of everything was the bomb. In the days before T-vo (and even before VCRs!!) I used to be disappointed at missing an episode of SNL he hosted because I was playing music in the bars. There was always someone to give me a play by play, though. His ideas were refreshing if sometimes off the wall, and got us thinking and looking at things from a different perspective altogether. I’m always there.
Be blessed, George, and thanks for being here while I was.
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June 22, 2008 at 12:41 pm (family, life)
Well, it came and went without much notice. J mentioned it last night: “It’s the longest day of the year”, and I thought: “Didn’t we just have a fire going, like, last month?” So I bet we won’t need to light another one ’til Christmas!
I have never seen so many blackberries! Very prolific this year and since I will have grandkids on the mountain for the month of July, I know what will keep them busy! ‘Course, they will be weaving and spinning, too. Maybe one will decide it’s time to learn how to knit–I’m down with that. When we’re indoors, that is.
Gearing up for yet another trip to Chicago. “Frankstock ‘08″ is looming, and it looks like we will have the whole family there! Mom and Dad (at eighty-eight) have four daughters, 12 grandkids and 20 great-grandkids! Looks like only 1 of the greats will not be in attendance (which I’m sad about ’cause I’ve never met her). My daughter, F, tie-dyed many T-shirts which we then had silk-screened our “family tree” (which F designed) on the back and our very own “Frankstock” logo on the front. They’re cool.
From the trip this weekend until the first of August my project-centered existence will be suspended, and focus will be on all my favorite babies. If I get to spin/knit/dye/card, it will be for them to learn/participate.
Looking forward to a great month!! Stay cool.
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June 19, 2008 at 1:20 pm (philosophy)
While we were in New York (for probably the last time), we shopped at a huge Sally’s (salvation army store), and I found a collection of lectures given here in the west by His Holiness in the 70s and 80s. I felt fortunate to have stumbled upon so desirable a work for me!! Paid, like, 50 cents!
After only the first installation, I’m in a much better frame of mind about my decision to not focus on philosophy so much. He talks about the fact that the philosophies themselves are not so important as the day to day application of love and compassion, which is, after all, the essence of all philosophies and religions.
Wanting my own perspective to be heard, understood, and ultimately adopted accomplishes the very opposite of my basic intention to communicate it. The love and compassion I could express is completely buried in the confusion of so much rhetoric. And ultimately, I am alienating my readers with unimportant details which only serve to separate myself further rather than establishing our connectedness.
I have been looking for the darkness in other perspectives to establish a contrast to the light of my own. How silly is that? Do I think my light cannot shine unless there is darkness to dispel? OMG, there is such an expansive sensation in realizing how insignificant I have been!! Not that these dissertations are worthless–not in the least. But that I have arrived at the next level of understanding through this very process. Everything has so much meaning, yet so little. And the meaning I give anything, if it is not light, is what is keeping me on this treadmill, which is also light.
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June 13, 2008 at 1:32 pm (projects)
So my biggest dilemma nowadays is which project I will decide to finish first. There’s a mountain of (dark rosy-)red fiber on the dining room table that needs to be carded. A reddish brown cardigan that I’m dragging my feet on (the cabled yoke is kicking my ass and I’ve had to rip it back twice already–I can’t count). Another problem with the cardigan is that it’s wool. And it’s hot. I’m half done with another bamboo jacket that’s been great fun, and I pick it up at least once a day. I broke out another jacket (the dark khaki alpaca) that just needs sleeves, and finished spinning the rest of what I need for that. Spun some more of the other alpaca (mocha latte), and am on the verge of starting the lacy mobius.
The hot pink silk halter is destined to become something different entirely, now–I didn’t like the finished texture for the shape. The halter needs to be a lighter weight yarn. This was a mill-spun silk in a fat single and will be better in a scarf, I think.
I know I’m always promising pictures, and now I’m promising again. Soon. I promise.
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June 12, 2008 at 3:08 pm (Uncategorized)
A very strange thing is happening right now. Tears roll down as I attempt to communicate something here. I feel so sad and unmotivated because first, if I am going to focus on projects and family/life–I will need to master the operation of camera and transfer of camera data. Second, whenever I think about writing about my life and NOT writing about what my life MEANS, I just cry.
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June 9, 2008 at 9:24 pm (family, projects)
I’m now going to subtitle my blog: Fiberfool, and maybe just change it over. As a passion, philosophy will always be at the center of my thought process, but as a subject of discussion, I will not be constantly engaging. I will, of course, always be an easy mark for such discussion, but from now on I will rarely be the instigator. I am still a seeker, and will always be reading and learning, but it has not been easy to share, and in some cases even abhorrent to unwilling participants.
So this past weekend, my family and I took a trip to Syracuse for the purpose of attending the last dance recital that Hannah will perform with the school there. She was completely amazing and made us all proud. We spent the rest of the weekend eating great food and hiking at Salmon River Falls.
I thoroughly enjoy my kids and grandkids and look forward to seeing them all again in three weeks at “Frankstock” my family reunion in Chicago.
The bamboo shirt turned out beautiful, but is too small for M, so M gets a new one and this one will be relegated to F. Pics to follow.
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June 4, 2008 at 1:19 pm (philosophy)
In the last few days, I have noticed in a more expanded way the extent which judgments determine most of what we do, say and think. I have not completely integrated the idea that the energy of my thoughts is the creative power of my being. So, the step I seem to be on involves taking notice of how the present (default) energy is established.
I notice that I first must judge and classify data that already has been processed before I can process (by judgment and classification) the present situation, thereby measuring everything against everything else. Doing this assumes that past judgments have all been correct, or that meaning for everything is somehow static and unchangeable. While all judgments thus far have been from within the confines of the “knowledge of good and evil”, and understanding that this knowledge has been our biggest downfall, it is now time for me to take stock in the erroneousness of all of my past judgments, and begin to assign new meaning to each item as it is presented (or as I present it to myself).
The first thing I will apply this to is people and their mistakes. Are they mistakes? What is the reality of choices we make, other than to learn something? For us to teach ourselves a specific lesson? And is what we learn (or don’t learn) important beyond our own soul’s journey? Are not the others involved also there by some choice for the purpose of learning? Maybe the lessons are completely unrelated, but so what? And who can judge these things? I have incorporated into this body for some reason utterly different than you have into that one. How can we ever presume to know what another person (their soul) needs? And why would we waste our precious creative energy on something we cannot effect while there is so much that we can?!!
I’m establishing a new ideal, since I think I understand “patience” a lot better. This ideal will go beyond non-judgment to the level of assigning meaning in the moment. This will integrate the “four agreements” which are 1-Be impeccable with your word, 2-Take nothing personal, 3-Assume nothing, and 4-Do your best. 4 is a given. If I can focus on the first three, that’s all there is.
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