'you are so young; you stand for beginnings. i would like to beg of you, dear friend, as well as i can, to have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. do not now look for the answers. they cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. it is a question of experiencing everything. at present you need to live the question. perhaps you will, gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day. perhaps you are indeed carrying within yourself the potential to visualize, to design, and to create for yourself an utterly satisfying, joyful, and pure lifestyle. discipline yourself to attain it, but accept that which comes to you with deep trust, and as long as it comes from your own will, from your own inner need.'
- rainer maria rilke, letters to a young poet
resolutions. goals. forming habits. plans. to do lists.
i am constantly trying to recreate myself into a better version of what i am. to build my perfect creative lifestyle. to live the best possible life.
it isn't just me, is it?
perhaps life is perfect just the way it is.
i get to embrace the journey. to stay curious and hungry. to find my real self in the waiting, the knocking, the seeking, and love it for the rascal that it is.
to accept grace, as well as freely offering it to others.
to stay alert and open to finding the magic in unexpected places.
to live poetry.
i love the way you think, dear friend.ReplyDelete
i am constantly struggling with my inner perfectionist. i do believe (and have to keep reminding myself) that if we wait until everything's "perfect", we'll find we've missed out on life...and it still won't be perfect.
you're new blog is beautiful, just like you!
oh, dennice, how lovely you are! thank you for sharing about your struggle with perfectionism. let's both cut it out. :)ReplyDelete
thank you for following!
I've had Letters to a Young Poet ever since it was given to me as a young writer. I still dip in and read it all these years later.ReplyDelete
About perfectionism, if we reached it, what would be left to strive for? Nothing!
thank you for stopping by, colette! i love your work!ReplyDelete
wise words about perfectionism. it's a bit of a catch 22, isn't it? the striving is not entirely a bad thing.
I was wondering when you would start a blog and having read back from your latest post I know I will love your blog. Your photographs are beautiful!ReplyDelete
your support means a lot! thank you! and i am so pleased you like it so far. especially because you've inspired me quite a bit over the past few months.Delete
here in the kitchen
the wood stove
crackling behind me
I am still
in my pajamas
I am wondering
to tell you
your poetry living
xox - eb.
dearest eb, you did tell me in the most delightful way. cherishing the glimpse into your lovely world and your kindness. the crackling wood stove sounds like a dream!ReplyDelete
My mornings begin early. A cup of tea in my studio, perusing my favorite blogs, then working with my rusty bundles.ReplyDelete
Your splendid art caught my eye on tumblr. I fairly drool each time you add a new piece. Then your blog was discovered and added to my mornings. Such a voice you have. Thank you for sharing it with us.
As for perfection...it's a lovely thought, but think how dull it would be if we were.
thank you for the lovely glimpse into your mornings, jennifer! a kindred spirit to be sure. your work inspires me to stretch my experimenting muscles.Delete
let's keep adding to the messy wonder of this world by being true to our imperfect selves.
I'm so happy you started this blog. It really is a beautiful extension of you and your artful life. XoReplyDelete