Friday, December 26, 2008

if a person can be knocked over by a feather, how can one remain upright?

20 comments:

Sara said...

I just remembered somebody said once "To battles of love, feather's field"
Then how wouldn't one can remain upright if it was because of love you fell down?

In the other hand, it would be just so funny of only think a feather could ever do that.

anne artist said...

so, there are various ways of falling.....

sometimes, it does feel like the simplest thing can knock one off center, and at other times, we endure so much.

if we fall because of love, then your comment reminds me that when i love, i stand taller, too, and dance and fly.....so to fall down, to be knocked over by love's feather, is to be as graceful as a feather......

i do wonder how it is that we do remain upright.....

Sara said...

I really would love to understand better that concept, maybe language does is a limit.

anne artist said...

yes, it is an odd expression. the best i can say is that it means that something so slight/light as a feather can knock a person off their center of being. it doesn't take a "ton of bricks" (another saying) necessarily.

it seems that at certain times, it is quite possible to feel knocked to the ground emotionally by something that perhaps on another day would not have that much of an impact.

we are so fragile yet we manage to stand upright most of the time.......

Sara said...

I agree when you said we are fragil and I thought we are in several ways, in so many situations and we still believe the strong force is inside when I think I realized it would not exist, at least if we think mind does not create.

anne artist said...

is it a strong force or the life force?

Sara said...

Wouldn't both terms be united by a third force that makes one of them strong and the other one to be lived....??
And at the end that force shoould be the mean one.....?

anne artist said...

i like that. the third force. and i wonder, if we spend so much time focusing on the other two, how often do we notice the third one, which to me, would be the one that matters the most.

Sara said...

How many times do we see what we want to see, and how many times do we see what there really is?
Would that question fit in the concept you just described?

(Now I cannot stop saying "fit"...I learned it from you)

anne artist said...

funny...."fit"...had not realized i used that word to any great extent......will have to listen to myself.....

seems like we seem what we want to see or what we see is tinged by our perception of what life is. and then there is the quantum physics thing that the observer changes the experiment simply by observing it.....

and so i wonder if that third force can be seen at all.

Sara said...

Well...I wonder the same. I also wonder it that third force can see us as well.
And if it could be seen, how this fact could change our usually perception?

anne artist said...

if we saw it, would we think we could control it?

very interesting....does it see us.....what do you think?

Sara said...

Men think they can control every single thing in world and now, out of the world.
But we could realized we are wrong.
I am not sure about if we could control it but I do think we would think we can do it.

What do I think.
Very good question. Most of time I do not know the answer for that one. And now is not too different.

I must say that I just can wonder and hop it cannot see us at all.
But if it can, what would be of us? Or wouldn't that be relevant?
Does that force has any power on us? If it did, then it has to see us and know about us.....hasn't it?

Happiness is soft and...heavy.
It's cold over here.

anne artist said...

"Happiness is soft and...heavy.
It's cold over here.


this feels like poetry. do you write poetry, by the way?

i think that if we could see that third force, we would believe we could control it and in so doing, we would lose our way. i am wondering that if i try to control another, am i not out of control in some way myself?

by the way, tuesday morning, i am taking the computer in for maintenance. it will take a day or two. i really rely on it.....it will be weird without it. without the conversation.

it is hot here and humid. record high's are to be set this week, the weather people say.....

Sara said...

Two days.....damn.
I can have a picture of how is your computer. It must be so full of.......you.
I think I didn't like that, and I laught beacuse of what I realized.

Poetry? I wish. I try to write it, but I do not have a judge, someone that tells me how I'm doing it. So I call what I write "pieces".
Once, before I disappear of your blog, I wanted to translate one of my "pieces" for you. But I thought, when I was doing it, that it would lose beauty because I don't know poetical english. So I didn't finish it.
Fear stopps us to do many things.

anne artist said...

my computer is in the process of crashing and the repair is too costly. so, i bought a new one and the files will have to be transferred. i am hoping it will take only a day. and i might have to find a computer i can use somewhere else. but, i might not accomplish that. i will post the new blog drawing when the computer is back. it is such a part of my life.....

when gabriel garcia maquez's work is translated.....it comes out with the spanish lyricism. it is not in the usual english, in my opinion. it is because your are free of the rules of english to some extent, that it sounds like poetry.

i have learned and am learning in my life to turn what might appear to be a weakness into a strength.

i knit and make mistakes and the mistakes take the piece in a new and much more creative direction.

and i do not do well with judges. i do not wish to submit creativity to a judge. perhaps to a questioner, to someone who cares about the genre. i do not wish to be the judge of my work, either.

Sara said...

Good luck with the computer.

Wouldn't be hard and weird to be judge of one self's work?

anne artist said...

thanks. phase one of computer is finished but not the whole process. it is good to be back online. it was like i had lost one of my arms....

i don't want to judge my work. just feel it...fight for the life of it and give when it asks for me to give up that which i love most in the image. to surrender to the process. to be humbled by it. to listen to it rather than my ego or someone else's. then to let it go when i have taken out all that is not extraneous

Sara said...

I just...liked that.

anne artist said...

thanks......