I sat at this table imagining a person much like myself, sitting where I sat, wondering what they hell he or she would do with their life, what if any hope was left to be famous and wise and beautiful, wondering what to do about the MONEY problem.... And involuntarily, as the terror of tomorrow and the next day finally subsided, his or her nails finally relented and the table top was at peace once more.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Dig In
I sat at this table imagining a person much like myself, sitting where I sat, wondering what they hell he or she would do with their life, what if any hope was left to be famous and wise and beautiful, wondering what to do about the MONEY problem.... And involuntarily, as the terror of tomorrow and the next day finally subsided, his or her nails finally relented and the table top was at peace once more.
Rainy Afternon
Should I go to the gym or not? My bike is soaked, now that it's rained. That also means more damn mosquitoes. God I hate mosquitoes.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Sidewalk Cafe
A friend sent me a blog site where the host posts two photos a day... and that's it. Here's the link. http://3191.visualblogging.com/
I'm inspired. I'll keep a photo diary each jobless day in D.C. because how better to tell you what's going on in my jobless world than to show you myself. Although you might wonder what's so great or new about this clear theft of blog ingenuity.... Keep in mind that no idea is ever new and my photos are of a particular unstable moment in my life, therefore unparalleled and exclusive. They may change day to day, from gritty and melancholy to hopeful and serene. Today I started with gritty.
Friday, October 5, 2007
Meditating in the Free World
So the meditation protest was cool.
If you've never meditated to protest a government, I recommend you give it a try. The fulfillment that can come with two to three hours of your day devoted to thinking about and praying for (if you will) the good of a people is unbeatable. You see, because it's possible we barely think of anything these days for more than a few moments. And most of the thoughts that pop up in our minds are just what we don't want to think about-- work, relationship problems, money, money, etc.
Almost no time to do good, let alone think good.
So what I can say at the end of my first couple weeks of unemployment, to any fellow unemployed spirits out there, who likewise suffer thoughts of "loser" and "deadbeat" that can creep into an unburdened mind, is: Think of all the good things you can do now and feel damn good about it! This is the meaning of life, no?
Then, after the protest, I went out with some filmmakers in town for a film festival and got drunk. I feel like crap. I haven't left the apartment all day.
Sigh.
I now (yes, now, still, at 7pm at night the next day) have the most wicked mojito-after-red-and-white-wine hangover. We were out until around 4 or 5, it's hard to know for sure.
I just can't help staying out late with cool people. These folks are from all over the place, like every continent, and we just sit and talk and drink it up like only filmmakers do. This was my favorite part of the job (Tidbit: I used to work for said film festival.) And the sweet moment I savored yesterday was knowing I can can the maddening work and still have the romps. Life is precious.
On a side note-- I promise to have real photos and video up soon. I'm in the middle of conspiring a delicious purchase.... the digital camera of my dreams! Don't ask me how I'm going to pay for it. There's just way too much cool stuff happening out there during the day while you're all work and you've got to see it....
I'm off to an another party.
If you've never meditated to protest a government, I recommend you give it a try. The fulfillment that can come with two to three hours of your day devoted to thinking about and praying for (if you will) the good of a people is unbeatable. You see, because it's possible we barely think of anything these days for more than a few moments. And most of the thoughts that pop up in our minds are just what we don't want to think about-- work, relationship problems, money, money, etc.
Almost no time to do good, let alone think good.
So what I can say at the end of my first couple weeks of unemployment, to any fellow unemployed spirits out there, who likewise suffer thoughts of "loser" and "deadbeat" that can creep into an unburdened mind, is: Think of all the good things you can do now and feel damn good about it! This is the meaning of life, no?
Then, after the protest, I went out with some filmmakers in town for a film festival and got drunk. I feel like crap. I haven't left the apartment all day.
Sigh.
I now (yes, now, still, at 7pm at night the next day) have the most wicked mojito-after-red-and-white-wine hangover. We were out until around 4 or 5, it's hard to know for sure.
I just can't help staying out late with cool people. These folks are from all over the place, like every continent, and we just sit and talk and drink it up like only filmmakers do. This was my favorite part of the job (Tidbit: I used to work for said film festival.) And the sweet moment I savored yesterday was knowing I can can the maddening work and still have the romps. Life is precious.
On a side note-- I promise to have real photos and video up soon. I'm in the middle of conspiring a delicious purchase.... the digital camera of my dreams! Don't ask me how I'm going to pay for it. There's just way too much cool stuff happening out there during the day while you're all work and you've got to see it....
I'm off to an another party.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
On My Way to A Rally
NYT- What Makes a Monk Mad? What I plan to do this afternoon is like nothing I've done before. I'm going to a peace rally in D.C. to protest yet another injustice in the world imposed on the less fortunate. Yes--I've been to a protest for peace. But this will be the first time I've ever MEDITATED for peace.
I'm not the most outgoing person. I often need quit a bit of preparation to actually do something because, well, I'm a bit shy like that and if I did everything I though about doing, I wouldn't have time to eat. This is a bit scary for me--I'm going by myself and will meditate outside of an Embassy for three hours, okay. In fact, I wonder if I'll actually do it?!? So check back in to find out.
But what a better thing to do with my free time...
Meditate for Peace and Democracy in Burma
Thursday, October 4, 2007
5:00-8:00 pm
In Front of the Embassy of Myanmar
2300 S Street, NW, Washington DC 20008
Please wear red/maroon shawl or covering and feel free to bring meditation cushions. We will provide mats, candles, and tea.
MEDITATION FOR PEACE AND DEMOCRACY IN BURMA
PROGRAM
5:00 Gather in front of the Embassy of Myanmar
Lighting of Candles
5:30 Welcome statement
5:45 Meditation—Session I
6:30 Tea Break
6:45 Meditation—Session II
7:30 Closing
Learn more about the situation in Myanmar:
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/09/30/weekinreview/30mydans.html?_r=1&oref=slogin
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