Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
I love being Aunt Jentri.
Jentri gently massages her 4-year-old niece, Izzy's tired head, slowly running her fingers through her thin blonde hair. Izzy begins to drift off to sleep with chocolate still laced around her mouth. Beat. Jentri laughs, and Izzy's head lifts. Her heavy eyes refocus on Jentri.
Izzy: What are you laughing at?
Jentri: You're just funny.
Izzy: But I wasn't even making a funny face...?
Jentri: I know. You're beautiful.
Izzy: You were laughing at me because I'm beautiful?
:)
Izzy: What are you laughing at?
Jentri: You're just funny.
Izzy: But I wasn't even making a funny face...?
Jentri: I know. You're beautiful.
Izzy: You were laughing at me because I'm beautiful?
:)
Thursday, November 18, 2010
The Big Empty
Big Empty - what I try to stay away from. It's the big void in my heart when I'm not creating - writing - making a picture come to life for the screen. Sometimes it's the in between. It's the space that feels hollowed out and dark if "not in use." Pretty similar to the feeling I've had a few times in my life: 1) when we lost our dogs/house 2) when my mom moved away (temporarily) 3) when someone close to me passed. It all aches the same. Sure, they're all different circumstances, but doesn't pain feel the same, no matter what causes it? Sure, there are different levels, but when it's bad, isn't it just BAD?
So, how does one crawl out of the big empty?
The only way I know how to do it is to replace those feelings with other ones - better ones. Ones like, "This IS temporary." Or hug on my dogs and kiss their faces until they start to pull away. Or listen to music while writing a story. Simple diversions seem to help.
In this vast monstrosity we call life, what's the point of hanging on to bad images or sucky people that can damage our goods, or create more big empties inside us?
There is no point.
Let go of the things, negative images, words, ideas, and expectations... and remember the experiences, friendships, laughter, love and reason why the big empty exists to begin with.
It's there to make us better than we were (before). We are beyond the physical bodies we see. We are beyond the (many) realities perceived. We are capable of being more than we can imagine.
And when we have more questions than answers...?
"Mother Earth will not undress for us," he said.
I feel you, my friend.
So, how does one crawl out of the big empty?
The only way I know how to do it is to replace those feelings with other ones - better ones. Ones like, "This IS temporary." Or hug on my dogs and kiss their faces until they start to pull away. Or listen to music while writing a story. Simple diversions seem to help.
In this vast monstrosity we call life, what's the point of hanging on to bad images or sucky people that can damage our goods, or create more big empties inside us?
There is no point.
Let go of the things, negative images, words, ideas, and expectations... and remember the experiences, friendships, laughter, love and reason why the big empty exists to begin with.
It's there to make us better than we were (before). We are beyond the physical bodies we see. We are beyond the (many) realities perceived. We are capable of being more than we can imagine.
And when we have more questions than answers...?
"Mother Earth will not undress for us," he said.
I feel you, my friend.
Labels:
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Heart,
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Mother Earth,
pain,
perceptions,
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Friday, November 5, 2010
Orginal Dirty Dialog by Jentri Chancey
Girl: Why are you taking a dump in my bathroom right now? I was about to take a bath!
Guy: Well, this is your lucky day.
Girl: Why?
Guy: I didn't take a dump in your bathtub.
Guy: Well, this is your lucky day.
Girl: Why?
Guy: I didn't take a dump in your bathtub.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Simple pleasures (like ice cream!)
GABRI, WESTIN, IZZY
Everyone's always saying we should feel lucky and grateful for what we have (including me!). Today, I was thinking
about how fireplaces excite me. Nothing funny, I just love to put my ass by a good fire. :)
And a few weeks ago, my sister-in-law told me that she'd never seen another grown up get so excited over dessert before. :) What can I say, I like my sweets!
It got me to thinking about all the little things that thrill me, and wonder if all that would be gone if I had been born (financially) rich.
The short answer is yes; I really think so.
I often think of my love for writing, and how (life) complications eventually turn into more goods I can interject into my story-telling. Struggles make me a better writer; although I don't prefer them, I know it's true. So, I wonder if I'd even be worth two cents as a writer if I hadn't gone through so many?
I really don't think so.
This world is crazy and scary, particularly for those of us who choose to say f-u to fear and follow our dreams. But it's wonderful, too. It's beautiful to have been born into a world where I have to try, work, wonder, and dream. There's something to be said for unpredictability. Sure, more luxuries couldn't have killed me, but I'm pretty sure they could have somehow put out that faux fire underneath my ass. That insane passion to want more, be more, and give more.
When life is too easy, it's boring. When life is too hard, it sucks. Just the right about of both builds character, don't ya think?
If we can use our character to get through the dip, (of life) I'm sure we can have it all.
Especially, more ice cream!!!! VERY IMPORTANT.
Everyone's always saying we should feel lucky and grateful for what we have (including me!). Today, I was thinking
about how fireplaces excite me. Nothing funny, I just love to put my ass by a good fire. :)
And a few weeks ago, my sister-in-law told me that she'd never seen another grown up get so excited over dessert before. :) What can I say, I like my sweets!
It got me to thinking about all the little things that thrill me, and wonder if all that would be gone if I had been born (financially) rich.
The short answer is yes; I really think so.
I often think of my love for writing, and how (life) complications eventually turn into more goods I can interject into my story-telling. Struggles make me a better writer; although I don't prefer them, I know it's true. So, I wonder if I'd even be worth two cents as a writer if I hadn't gone through so many?
I really don't think so.
This world is crazy and scary, particularly for those of us who choose to say f-u to fear and follow our dreams. But it's wonderful, too. It's beautiful to have been born into a world where I have to try, work, wonder, and dream. There's something to be said for unpredictability. Sure, more luxuries couldn't have killed me, but I'm pretty sure they could have somehow put out that faux fire underneath my ass. That insane passion to want more, be more, and give more.
When life is too easy, it's boring. When life is too hard, it sucks. Just the right about of both builds character, don't ya think?
If we can use our character to get through the dip, (of life) I'm sure we can have it all.
Especially, more ice cream!!!! VERY IMPORTANT.
Labels:
born rich,
fear,
following your dreams,
Gabri Means,
ice cream,
Izzy,
perceptions,
reality,
Westin
Monday, November 1, 2010
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