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| ARTIST: El Arts |
Some shit doesn't dawn on me until dawn.
I'm trying to make it a practice to jot all that dawns on me down, but keeping up the habit of sharing thoughts is much harder than it seems.
That made me wonder about the new expression of self, streaming, and how hard it must be for those who have committed to share themselves that way.
That made me wonder about the new expression of self, streaming, and how hard it must be for those who have committed to share themselves that way.
LIVE! And in living color...
They are live for us all to see as they live their lives, and it never dawned on me that even words that lšk exactly the same can be pronounced differently and carry two different meanings, but it all depends on how they are being used.
I knew it, but never really thought about how interesting that is.
Never dawned on me that I could simply be operating in my own life, live. I can live a livestream life if I dare to do so, and that does not mean that I have to livestream my daily acts because that is just one of many art forms of sharing your journey in real time.
I am terrified daily that I am doing it wrong... Unbecoming while becoming.
I am scared that I am making the wrong turns and unpolished pivots that reflect my uncertainty, all while being certain.
I am sure I am doing my life correctly, all while there is a voice, YELLING, that I am doing it wrong.
So, now what?
Another year ending, and I'm still not the woman of my dreams.
Even progress has a process, and my higher self reminds my impatient self of this daily. Despite the sense my higher self makes, the time is passing through my fingers like sand.
So - what now?
Now? I will Live as a verb and do it live.
I can livestream life in the way I see fit, and I hope that I find the tribe that holds space for the way I choose to share my thoughts, my poems, fictional short stories, and myself.
Maybe today, on Christmas Eve's Eve, I have embraced that this is exactly what I want to do with my time. Write.
I enjoy time slipping through my fingers like sand when I am spending time cherry picking the right words that descibe how alive I feel knowing that with the flick of my finger I get to share with you, yes, you!
- Live as a verb | To experience life: "She's beginning to live her life to the fullest."
- Live as an adjective | Happening now/in real-time: A live concert, a live news broadcast.
Never dawned on me that I could simply be operating in my own life, live. I can live a livestream life if I dare to do so, and that does not mean that I have to livestream my daily acts because that is just one of many art forms of sharing your journey in real time.
I've selected writing.
I choose to explore where my mind can take me. Who I've learned to be is not who I am. unbecoming who i have morphed into has been just as important as becoming who i am destined to become.I am terrified daily that I am doing it wrong... Unbecoming while becoming.
I am scared that I am making the wrong turns and unpolished pivots that reflect my uncertainty, all while being certain.
I am sure I am doing my life correctly, all while there is a voice, YELLING, that I am doing it wrong.
So, now what?
Another year ending, and I'm still not the woman of my dreams.
Even progress has a process, and my higher self reminds my impatient self of this daily. Despite the sense my higher self makes, the time is passing through my fingers like sand.
So - what now?
Now? I will Live as a verb and do it live.
I can livestream life in the way I see fit, and I hope that I find the tribe that holds space for the way I choose to share my thoughts, my poems, fictional short stories, and myself.
Maybe today, on Christmas Eve's Eve, I have embraced that this is exactly what I want to do with my time. Write.
I enjoy time slipping through my fingers like sand when I am spending time cherry picking the right words that descibe how alive I feel knowing that with the flick of my finger I get to share with you, yes, you!
I get to share with you what I was thinking while sitting alone with myself.
No music, but enough lyrical content to spark something in you, if you are fully engaged. Hell, maybe I can share the music that I love too. That's the thing I am learning.
No music, but enough lyrical content to spark something in you, if you are fully engaged. Hell, maybe I can share the music that I love too. That's the thing I am learning.
I am learning that this game of life requires you to live, and the quality of life is what you make it.
I've decided to make life live(adjective).
I've decided to make life live(adjective).