Challenges:
Work created due to challenges posed during the workshop
ReMEDIAte a Picture
What happened to the little girl all in pink or any other shining color? A smile that never came without a laugh and eyes that always looked to the next adventure no fear no worry a bit rambunctious able to create fun out of an empty porch Is she really me? The me that I was, the me that I am, or the me I was meant to be |
A poem written with just cliches (including the title):
Been There, Done That An idle mind is the devil's playground: All hell breaks loose, Bare bones and ass backwards. But at the end of the day Grin and bear it. |
Individual:
Work on my own time during the institute
The Duality of Being Alone
I think it's healthy to be alone Spend time getting to know yourself answering the calls of your soul being real in your own presence I find myself seeking solitude relishing aloneness time to think and adjust But at the same time seeking a comfort solitude simply can't provide a trust in oneself that allows you to trust others wholly and to live with abandon silence is most beautiful and valued when it's not all you have. |
Still working... comments welcome!
Happiness in stillness would be welcome Curiosity burns a yearning that cannot be stilled but by fear Fear is the break that curiosity simply can't overcome Fear is the break for me All around me I see people that push past the boundaries every step of the way as I stay halted foot raised but not quite able to take that last step, first step Curiosity falls to fear every time for me |
(As yet untitled)
It's amazing what nearly dying can do for your mind. Most would consider this one of the worst moments of their lives and often I did, during. the inability to stand or walk the pain physical and emotional of being confined to a bed a doctor who wouldn't help replaced by many that had to the loss of all sense of modesty as I lay in an open gown tied at the neck simultaneously too hot and too cold so confining in the physical sense so demoralizing a loss of the ability to care for oneself after you've been doing so for so long But then in the aftermath clarity a freedom of thought I had simply never been able to truly grasp Nothing puts the banality of life the superficial insignificance of most problems Into sharper focus than the simple but true phrase "I almost died this year." |