2013 In Review

4 January 2014

With 2014 upon us, I can hardly believe 2013 has passed. This is a 1 minute short I made as I contemplated my very own 2013. 

2013 has been a year of growth, sometimes, but not always, painful. It has been a year of reconnection with my family, in particular my siblings, because my oldest brother fell critically ill. It has been a year of endings, of letting go. Letting go of many of my fears. Letting go of the man I married 16 years ago. Letting go of the pain of the past. 

It has been a year of beginnings ~ I met a man that totally rocks my world. It has been a year of realization for me, of realization of the world around me and that helping others and making things happen is the best antidote for despair and loneliness. I began to take the walls around me ~ ones which I'd erected ~ down: I reached out and made myself a part of an anti-oppression, anti-violence-against-women movement. I decided I wanted to do more than consume this world: I want to make it prettier, more compassionate, and cleaner than it was when I found it. 

I saw my Mum for the first time in five and a half years and I mended fences with a beloved sister after 10 years of estrangement. I extended forgiveness to someone who, so many years ago, had done something unthinkable; this felt so freeing. I learned the meaning of "Love is Louder." 

And that man, that man who totally rocked my world? Well, he’s still doing it. And sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve him. And sometimes I pinch myself, to convince myself this isn’t a dream, that it’s really real, that he’s really real. Because, in so many ways, he feels like magic.



2013 In Review, Redux from Ophelia's Dreams on Vimeo.

They're Baaaaaack ...

12 August 2013

The mind goblins have returned and with a rage. They’re sucking the joy and vitality out of me, cell-by-cell, fibre-by-fibre. My life has become a point of convergence of late, a convergence of several major life events. I feel stretched. I feel devoured. I feel dissolved, dissolved by the dark shadow, which the goblins cast over me. The goblins have encased me in an event horizon. No light can get out of me, or in me. And all I can do is take a short-acting Seroquel to weaken the horizon, then sit on the shower floor and sob hysterically while scalding hot water pelts down on my head. But I do have a love in my life, a passionate and gentle man. And for that I feel so very grateful.
If I had to imagine what a mind goblin would look like, this would come pretty fucking close ...


GOBLINS by ~fobiapharmer on deviantART
 

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