Monday, July 11, 2011
it goes on..
in life, we all have
an unspeakable secret
an irreversible regret
an unkept promise
an unheard request
an irreplaceable loss
an unreachable dream
an unforgettable first love...
Still life is about being happy anyhow.. Coz everything in life can be summed up in just 3 words..
LIFE GOES ON.
Friday, July 8, 2011
INNER ME
I love to sketch. I’m not a professional artist. I have no technique, and I am not trained. But I love the way my pencil moves across a white page making strokes that add life to my characters.
Drawing allows me to be free, to have fun and play with my thoughts. It also does something else: It shows me how I judge myself and how I can get in my own way. It reveals what I believe about myself that stops me from creating whatever I want.
Even as I take joy in the process of sketching I still hear the inner-critic in my head:
“This one is not cool enough. The shade should be darker.”
“Make this face look good so others can recognize what a good artist you are.”
“You can’t sketch just for the sheer joy of it—you need to be doing more productive things with your time.”
“It’s a cartoon, and when people see it, they’re going to think you’re weird.”
The judge inside me likes to tell me how bad I am. He mocks me, teases me, and pushes me around. He’s mean, insensitive, and determined to hold me back.
When we engage in a project, whether it is the beginning, the middle, or the end, the judge loves to get involved. Although the judge is very unoriginal and speaks to each of us very much the same, his judgments take on hundreds of forms.
The judge is most definitely a thief, robbing us of our innate goodness, worth, talent, values, and ability. He makes us believe in illusions, wreaks havoc on our spirit, and causes chaos in our mind.
He likes to break our ego and tell us we are not enough and bad. He likes to tell us we are not loved and not cared about—that we don’t matter.
He even likes to stroke our ego and puff us up, telling us how good we are, how special and how unique. “Look how beautiful that purple flower is. Look how very talented you are. When people see this, they’re going to find you very special.”
He loves to break us and stroke us. He loves to seduce us and tempt us.
He loves to make us doubt ourselves.
Identify him with presence rather than pushing him way. Because what we resist will persist!
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