i saw this reality show last night called 'work of art'. featuring artists of very high quality - all ages and genres of art - and it was very inspiring. right away one artist stood out. he said he has ocd...and in a way it was that condition that set him in a realm of his own. for he wasn't competing per se. he was more working against his condition to create a vision that was instantly before his imagination when the moderator gave the challenge. like he was living in the boiling point out of which ideas are born and brought to life. his work, though flawed to his eye, was moving and free from pretense. because his only measurement was his original vision.
more and more i am aware that there is a center core of aliveness - a boiling point - that is humming and never becalmed. and aware too of the unweildy - years in the building - life process that seems to operate me most of the time. a wagon train of self made zoo animals i pull along like mortgage payments, credit card debts, relationship issues, that all go along with lists filled with next steps, strategies to lighten loads, fix problems and bring about simplicity. so the meat of live is a question: can i unhook one or two train cars? life is what we say isn't it?
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