tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181511912012-02-16T08:19:01.079-05:00Suzanne Gilberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028439858274125874noreply@blogger.comBlogger401100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18151191.post-60062594357400262492010-03-22T19:39:00.002-04:002010-03-22T19:55:49.314-04:00

Apparently.Again with the violence. I have no tolerance for the petty mean spiritedness that pervades some mind sets, especially within my own family. There is a crassness that invades with words, which then shape thought and produce behaviors and actions that someone always ends up affronted by...I detest the feelings of control in some that feed off the vulnerability of their surroundings. It

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Even Leonardo DaVinci had bad luck in love. I bring this up because I was just educated as to the detraction Mary Wollstonecraft & Edna St. Vincent Millay received because of their love lives. Messy....how many great, deep thinkers were good at the most important connection you can have with another person???Weird to think about huh? I could be a prime example, I'm what you'd call a deep thinker,

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As we judge, so we live & experience our lives. How many times have I cried in the last year, two, three?? There are countless challenges waiting to happen; that have happened, and I have not been stopped in the living of my life. I have been challenged, hurt, broken down to my finer pieces, and I've done what was necessary for me to continue as me - but more than myself, because I hope to

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Come, witness my strength.Be silent as I access my own fortitude.There is always a moment to feel bad,but so many more to be exactly what is needed.Come and witness my strength.There is no question of what I'll beonly what I have to be, have to do, have to take on. The elegance of not falling apart butfalling up to the challenge. There is no room for cowardice, no room for indecision. Only a plan

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Not that 11:30 pm is truly late, and I don't actually have to work first thing in the am...I don't have to be there until 11:30 am (twelve hours from now). I need my wind down time, my relax and take a breath time. Even though I'd rather spend more time talking in galleries on the 'Neck than going home to prepare to rest, the wine I chased the beer with has given me a headache.A light has gone

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It hurts sometimes to take what I need. To pull away from someone who needs so much because if I keep answering that call I will have nothing left for me. I've reached some limits; trying to do my best while living for my next day off. Saying no to some people while struggling to get others back into my life on a regular basis. Life cannot be all work and doing for others. This is the only one I

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Forgive that last post, some stuff just needs to be proclaimed once in a while. And as for Jesus, lets be clear my final paper for Christolgy in theology school was entitled, "Against Christology"....and yes all reference to Kierkegaard but not in the way you may think at first.So aside from being hit by other people's retrograde Mercury(!) I have been seriously gifted by graceful kindness too.

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All sort of petty violences add up; the evil done between family members, lovers, strangers: passive-aggressiveness, verbal abuse, physical, sexual, the careless slight and the intentional avoidance. Every day violence is committed somewhere. Faraway in a place where people are fighting for their lives with guns and a multitude of other weapons, or close to home in the silences that strangle.

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Life only prepares us for more...not any particular, just more. When you find yourself a provider of care for the people who raised you it can be crazy busy, emotionally taxing, frustrating, sad, anger can play a role too. I mean who picked me for this? Isn't this supposed to be all planned out, aren't parents the ones who had the plan when we were kids? What will my plan be? Will I ever be in a

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That’s for me. The darkening purple haze on the horizon and the rhythmic lapping of the waves.That’s for me.The seaside apartment just a short walk from the rocky cliff and the ocean, huge and immaculate.That’s for me.The howling cry that erupted from my mouth, alone in the car.That’s for me.The comforting feeling of sitting on granite, arms around my bent legs hugging myself in the sea

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I've had some time to think about my parents aging. In my wonderful circle of friends, I am one of the youngest but I have the oldest parents. I am the youngest child in my family and I have made a point of talking to some older women I've known about how they cared for their parents.It is a hard thing, because roles reverse. I am taking care of my parents now, out of love and gratitude for the

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I had tried in The Cafe to create a kind of timeless, somewhat myth/folktale inspired atmosphere. Those of you who've read it will understand what I mean. And maybe I achieved that too much, as I was talking yesterday about it and received the feedback that anyone could have written it, it's not very personally about me. (well...it is and isn't) But I understand what this friend was getting at

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In the last three days, I think I was a little manic, or Carrie Fisher is, as she admits, catching.I did read her latest book, Wishful Drinking, and really liked it a lot.After Tuesday, having a turn around through a dream about a specific perception I'd been carrying around, I went on to pee in a cup on Wednesday for my annual physical exam. I then cried while doing the dishes on Thursday

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Isis, or rather Is.t - the closest approximation to heiroglyphs...the Coptic is Ese, I believe.There have been numerous discussions, scholarly and othrewise about her and all thesimilarities to other mother goddess persona. These are not what I amconcerned with in this moment. One of the things that intrigues about heris her ability to wield magic. She resurrected Osiris.She was called upon by

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1. I'm addicted to creme eggs, love the fake yolk centers, and that chocolate is the most desirable on the planet as far as massed produced goes...2. My lovely, fair cat likes to drink water by licking off a paw she dunks in her water glass, which then also drips all over the floor.3. I woke up from a dream this morning that at first glance was fairly disturbing. But then, after I gave myself

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I'm having a hard time getting back to my work...the story is there, is waiting...it's hard to pick it up because it is all wound together in the same notebook with my recent ending and I am stuck in my own holding pattern, trying to feel these moments, trying to stay with my pain and not let it drive me crazy, just let it Be.There is a reason why I try sometimes to keep creative and journal

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I'm complicated, but in a very simple straight-forward way. It's only because I've lived a very varied life, and there's a lot of different and sometimes extreme experiences behind this 'me' of the present moment. This isn't unique, we've all got this in some form. So how do we move about seemingly so integrated and seamless when we're this complex design of impulses drafted from the memory of

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Marjorie Hillis said that, an editor of Vanity Fair in the nineteen thirties. It's wisdom to live by, because it's not just on flowers, but what flowers symbolize...the beauty of impermanence, the passing of time, the experience of opening buds and falling petals.These are things not to be cheap with, not to skimp on because it's noticing that moment of beauty when the tulips are bursting with

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I did my 25 things but didn't widely publish it on Facebook. I'd rather use Facebook to reconnect or stay in touch with friends. If you want to know about me other than that, you'll just have to read the old blog here.There's a richness in life changes that is overwhelming at times. Change for good or bad...how do we explore it, express it, assimilate it into who we were, who are we now?The daily

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Moving into a new apartment and a new phase of life, the solstice is passed, and Imbolc is coming up, the festival of the first pre-Spring births.I've a new story in the works, a new home to move into next week and a new sense of commitment to myself.Jeanette Winterson used the phrase, "Love is an intervention" in her last novel Stone Gods, I was recently reminded that the opposite of love is not

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"Where is Nature leading you?" Marcus Aurelius asks himself in his meditations....for me Nature is leading to hopefully new and better beginnings. M.A. mentions a lot about the ruling part within us, which I feel relates to the foundational core of our Being and that place is awfully close to the infinite.To feel at home in myself was something I have felt before but it has not always been a

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The view of Gloucester Harbor from inside the Paint Manufactory...boat included. Pretty neat to be inside the place that has not been in use for most of my life.

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Just over a month since the last post...busy woman...but now I've got the winter to attend to more creative endeavors. And I already have a "to do" list for tomorrow, including an art show inside the famed Paint Manufactory in Gloucester. It's been empty for years and now Ocean Alliance has bought it as a research base of operations. These folks help save the humpback whale. It was definitely a

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So apparently I'm supposed to have "Embedded Comments" on my posts but I don't think it will show up on the blog page as it first opens....it should make it easier to read and post comments hopefully.That being said I'm trying to go tech with the writing movement and drying my clothes on a line on the porch. All hail the sun!!!Being...states of being, I can be in so many different minds in the

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Even though there are some people I have known for an incredibly long time, since I truly began to be me, we have to remember that we each evolve and react and change to our lives, our circumstances. I know some of us are mature enough to give me the space I have needed to journey through important transitions that affected me deeply. I hope I have been as good to them.I am blessed with some

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the band What Time is It, Mr. Fox? is fantastic and I'm sad I missed their second set because I was arguing about the nature of human being's definition of truth...bottom line (I think, feel free to disagree)- there is no way there is one answer, one truth.Humans are too complex and too alarmingly simple for it to be that tidy.Science, religion, philosophy, ideology they all work together and

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It forever surprises me, or rather never seems quite real, that so much of history is the story of men with lusts for wealth or power behaving like school yard bullies or drunken idiots.

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Uh...I'm not thrilled with the suzanne website yet, not my best writing there because I need to save that to submit to zines, and I haven't had the time truly to research other things to put up yet....I am cursed with being an editor/writer too, the perfectionist in me leaps forward and I forever rewrite instead of laying to rest something perfectly...fine... and moving on to the next thing...And

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The website skeleton is now up...check it out and feel free to give suggestions...except about more fiction to read....it's coming...I can only spend so much time at once on the website building stuff...more definitely on the way...

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Allergy dreams of monied hours taxed preciouson the field of paper reams,ink sweetened with my soul's molassesode to shaken glasses, speared olives, smooth vodkaand kisses on the porch of summer's afternoons.Muscles aching with life,disuse and the tough tension of creation.Words await a home,blank pages caressed into feeling alive.With tunneled pain words becomeless reliable as the writing comes

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What I love about the photo is that it's in a space where visual art is created. The outlines in paint on the wall behind me seem like numerous attempts to try and box or define an image on its surface. What's left is undefinable, blank space and vaguely descriptive paint.Self and art is an intersection where we can learn, grow and be changed. What I like best about this opportunity in all art,

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Max Scheler (a phenomenologist) used a term "unity of fate" to (partially- I'm amazingly paraphrasing here) describe a juxoposition of free will and fate as not completely seperate ideas. He used this phrase to explain how human beings are as creatures of habit, continually falling back on past decision making processes whenever presented with a new choice.What are most likely to do? He proposed

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Sidhe is the Gaelic word for faerie (Old French spelling) and cafe is self explanatory. The original Sidhe Cafe appears in a story called The Cafe, which I am continually submitting for publication.It's the story of a woman who wakes up to find herself with amnesia in a Limbo world working as a hostess/waitress in a magical cafe. She's trapped there and consequently struggles with herself and

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It seems to be catching, or at least following me around....I spent a good hour trying to get my website up and running and of course the hosting site froze and I lost all the work I did tonight. So the website is still a work in progress. And I think a whole day looking at a computer screen is no good for me anyway.I'll make a big announcement once it's half way decent...has at least some lounge

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Corey is responsible for the effective photos on my page here. Corey Tevan is a SUPER imaginative artist and if you are interested in art that comes from the heart of an artist who keeps a light but unbreakable grasp on his sense of hope and wonder - check out his work at www.coreytevan.com.

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Short hand, I'm interested in how characters evolve their sense of self; regardless if they are lost in (or on) another world, searching for a twin sibling, happier in the void of space or manipulated by parental figures.

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It's high time I started to push this blog in another direction beyond random theological musings that this was an old and short lived dumping ground for....So stay tuned as I post notes on the writing life, why I write the fiction I do and updates on a coming website that will be home to samples of my work.

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I feel a need to be able to rationalize and make intelligible my beliefs up until the point of the Mystery.So that is good, because ultimately my perspective/point of view of reality (yup that's everything) is embedded in my spirituality and I think this is precisely the reason why pluralism and crossing the bridge of understanding can be so hard for humans. What we believe is what we know. And

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Praise El Shaddai for the wonderful myriad of human existence!! Within one life and many!Hell I just read an article explaining that since there were people of differing ages in Sodom & Gomorrah there MUST have been some heterosexual sex going on...where else do babies come from???? And it wasn't the supposed homosexuality of the inhabitants but their willingness to violence for which Elohim

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I just did this on a late night whim when I should be doing other work, not that I think I'm truly entertaining enough to have a blogg, but then again, maybe I could be. I mean I'm in grad school, and I've always been a writer, I generally have too much to say so this may be a good outlet. What else to do on a Friday night after a charming dinner party listening to the drunken rabble of this not

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