yeah. i dont know if i want to do pyp next year. fact. I think maybe taking a year off would be better. I just dont think im going to last all the way to the end.
yup. mhmm. i think other things might be on the horizons.
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
In Wandering
First art show of my entire life last night. It was pretty crazy. I'm feeling pretty drained. I just adored seeing all of the people who supported me by coming last night. It was a bit surreal. BUT! now my art is in a museum for the rest of the month! crazy! :D I love it. :) Like actually. CRAZY! haha. I feel a bit invincible. like, if I can do this.. I CAN DO ANYTHING..... including finishing my undergrad... amiright?!?!
ITS GO TIME. AND I AM SO READY! (kindanotreallygivemegraceeveryoneimalmostdone)
ITS GO TIME. AND I AM SO READY! (kindanotreallygivemegraceeveryoneimalmostdone)
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Education's Best-kept Secret
HOW TO TEACH LEARNING
Sing it
Seal it in an envelope
Twist it under a bottle cap
"You Are a Winner!"
Tie it to the leg of a carrier pigeon
and let it soar
Hoard it greedily, with your back turned
Then share it with a magnanimous grin
and glittering eyes
Make it a surprise,
shining like a quarter
under a pillow
Whisper it,
like the tow of summer's breath
through the willow
Or
Hide it
just between the tart skin and sweet flesh
of an apple
Make it
Forbidden
Make it
Delicious
Then
let the children
bite
By Esmé Raji Codell
Saturday, February 16, 2013
CAUTION! depth ahead
What if life wasn't perfectly linear? What if it was more like a labyrinth? What if we were always walking forward, moving, winding stepping closer towards something, even though at times we feel like we are walking in directly the opposite direction? What if that was just the way that the path was going and that it switches back around? What then? Is it just me that feels like this is a major breakthrough? :) c'est la vie.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Pugs not Drugs
So, I'm a little bit cynical sometimes. That's pretty much a fact. I think though, I have found an illustrator that has a bit of my same (what I think is) hilarious cynicism. I enjoy her work just a bit too much I think. Most of my friends are concerned for my mental well being. Gemma Correll check out her website sometime. cause she's the bomb dot com.
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Stop. please.
dear life.
This is a message from one who loves you. Loves to experience the joys of life, each precious moment. Lately, however, I find myself overwhelmed, overextended, and over-committed. I wish I could spend all my energy investing in other people rather than hours of homework that doesn't matter. I wish that I could have time to focus on people, to hear their hurts, their joys, their achievements and their failures. I just need you to stop, or at least slow down. My grade 10 socials teacher had it right when she prayed for time to slow-- for seconds to feel like hours so that we would be able to be productive and get all we needed to done. I guess that's my prayer for this semester, that God would grant me the grace to slow time so that I can be as productive as possible. I know my Savior is good, and he will be faithful to me, but man... this is tough.
Love,
R
This is a message from one who loves you. Loves to experience the joys of life, each precious moment. Lately, however, I find myself overwhelmed, overextended, and over-committed. I wish I could spend all my energy investing in other people rather than hours of homework that doesn't matter. I wish that I could have time to focus on people, to hear their hurts, their joys, their achievements and their failures. I just need you to stop, or at least slow down. My grade 10 socials teacher had it right when she prayed for time to slow-- for seconds to feel like hours so that we would be able to be productive and get all we needed to done. I guess that's my prayer for this semester, that God would grant me the grace to slow time so that I can be as productive as possible. I know my Savior is good, and he will be faithful to me, but man... this is tough.
Love,
R
Monday, January 21, 2013
Licorice spice and everything nice.
I think I like licorice spice tea so much because it is a root. I like roots because they remind me that what is underneath is more important than what is all on the top visible to the world. Often I forget that it is the process of living is the most important and learning filled journey that there is. I get overwhelmed by what I want to be, that I forget about the necessary process and become anxious to get from point A to point B in the most direct way possible.
But I don't think that is the point of life. I think the point of life is to play in the mud, to get lost in the wanderings of life, while still making it to point B... just not the fastest, easiest way. How much more valuable will a life that has wandered, explored the wrinkles, the muck, the mountain tops and the interesting foliage? Isn't life about the people you encounter?
If you live life with the mindset of getting from point A to point B, you will miss out on conversations that have seemingly no point, no way to get you ahead. You will miss out on what it means to be human, to connect with other humans, to listen.
Therefore, get lost... take the road less traveled. the narrow gate.
But I don't think that is the point of life. I think the point of life is to play in the mud, to get lost in the wanderings of life, while still making it to point B... just not the fastest, easiest way. How much more valuable will a life that has wandered, explored the wrinkles, the muck, the mountain tops and the interesting foliage? Isn't life about the people you encounter?
If you live life with the mindset of getting from point A to point B, you will miss out on conversations that have seemingly no point, no way to get you ahead. You will miss out on what it means to be human, to connect with other humans, to listen.
Therefore, get lost... take the road less traveled. the narrow gate.
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