Daydreams Diary: Flames (Part II)

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When I first started out, “Daydreams” was very much a character.

Now she’s just a cloak that I wear to protect whatever little shred of privacy I have left.

Flurry

I’ve all but exposed my whole ass for the world to see. Most are no longer comfortable with me since I’m not fluffing their egos while being kind and PC. But I’m getting off-track a bit. Let’s rewind to the first half of this before I go any further.

It chirped away. Not a pleasant bell like that of a teeny sparrow, but a manic, repetitive, screeching sound akin to metal on metal. I could almost sense what it was. In fact, in the corners of my subconscious, I think I very much did.

It was a person in my professional network, pointing me towards the mouthes of the displeased.

Displeasure—oh, how I’ve danced with you on and off these past few years.

Passive-aggressive in its nature, though point taken, it stood out like a festering sore on a beautiful face. It’s always a meme, right? No one can pull me aside and quietly voice their grievances. No, it has to be shouted to their entire following, but covertly enough that I can’t expose them. So much so that if I did, I’d look like the crazy one.

This is not the first time.

Or the second.

And I’m sure it won’t be the last.

Oh no, definitely not the last. But I’m not allowed to feel either.

“Oh stop whining.”

“What a butthurt bitch.”

“Quit playing the victim.”

I can hear it now. Loud as ever.

I’ve been more vocal on human rights issues and more. These are some things sadly deemed “political.”

“It ain’t cute, sweetheart.” They said I was shaming people. Well darlin’ sadly, in these times we’re living in, some things need to be shamed.

In the words of someone I’ve always deeply admired that’s been harmed by the very industry I work alongside:

Name it. Shame it. Call it out.Rose McGowan

So what’s wrong with me calling these issues out? Why does that all of a sudden make me not your cup of tea? What does my little insignificant voice have to do with your happiness? Why do you feel the need to tear me down in the process?

I thought I was well past letting bullshit like that penetrate me. But it has. Yet again. Especially when these [very public] bashings start to effect my income. (If I showed you the numbers, and how far they’ve traveled downward since about May 2017, you’d cry.)

I’m slowly moving past it. After all, the projects on my desk don’t give a shit who is ripping me apart and why. I had a little outburst over it, then soon after regretted it. It made me look like the asshole. It made me look immature. Though I come from a place where if you don’t respond, you’re a coward. Though in today’s world, if you do respond, you’re giving them attention and that also winds up making you look like an idiot.

Damned if you do, damned if you don’t.

Amidst all this madness I had a great conversation with one of my best friends whom I consider like adopted family. He spoke of similar situations with slimy people’s passive-aggressive nature and likened getting rid of such negativity to purging impurities with flames. What a beautiful comparison it was. Like the practice of burning sage—a cleansing ritual.

So I guess what I’m stabbing at in all this is, sometimes we need to purge the ugliness in our life with flames. And no, I’m not telling you to go set shit on fire. (Ya crazy asses.) I’m simply hinting at the notion that in order to truly move up and move on in our lives, sometimes we really need to cut things loose—set them ablaze. One thing I’m learning is it doesn’t matter how many times we feel we have to do this. If we feel the need, it’s probably for a reason. There’s probably another phase ready for us on the other side waiting.

So go burn some sage.

– Daydreams

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Gifts That Keep On Giving

Happy Holidays!

It’s rare we are afforded the pleasure in life to be able to do exactly what we want and be paid for it. Back earlier in the year I was faced with a decision. Golden Gift

Go on with the company I was working for and be paid little to nothing while my rights were basically given away and other third parties sell my work for their own personal use

-OR-

Take a stand and go out on my own, with an uncertain direction, future, or purpose.


I chose the latter—and boy am I glad I did.

The course was foggy. Doubt and fear threatened to take all I had strived years for. Through all of this there was a force backing my every move. It was a powerful force I was new to, but welcomed anyway.

That force was made of up friends, new and old, that supported me through the entire year.

You sent words of encouragement. You gave advice and pushed positivity. You motivated me. 

Connections I had made over the past three years doing this blogging thing started to show their strength. Friends in high places passed my name around to their friends. Before you knew it, I had requests for my services pouring in like a busy restaurant taking orders.

All of it kind of shocked and overwhelmed me.

I spent the first day simply trying to process it all.

Then from some long-forgotten inner place, I lit a creative fire under myself. Blue Flame

Some of you here have even requested my services. You love the artsy world I create. Nothing can describe what a gift you have given me.

Yes, I have stayed up long nights.

Yes, I’ve had to juggle this with many other endeavors.

Yes, my plate is full.

But ask me if I regret anything,

  
and I’ll surely tell you no.

 

Sleepy Sundays: Photographic Memory

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Some of us are visual people. There are images that help us learn or trigger thoughts in our mind. This fact has been true for me all of my life. The visual trait is something I’ve now passed down to my son.

This series of images was captured during a little outing of ours earlier in the week. We were near an area where I spent a lot of years (coincidentally) learning. I no longer call this place “close to home” but, my, my, do I miss it sometimes. I’m sure you can see why it brought me some peace.

Are you a visual learner? Do these pictures remind you of something too? Do tell. You know I love a good coffee chat!

Have a shining Sunday!

Summer Reading

With summer fast approaching, some parents may be thinking of things to keep their children busy.

I’m a firm believer in keeping your child’s mind active over the summer vacation. Instead of letting their brains turn to mush from watching too much TV, here is a colorful list of books for them to read:
Summer Reading 2013

The neat thing about this list is you can enter as a parent, or teacher, and enter their school name as a whole. This puts them in the running to set a record for the most books read. The website has a very descriptive, artistic, little chart that measures these numbers comparing it to landmarks like the, Eiffel Tower, Mt. Everest, etc.

I hope you all enjoy this & help make the most of your child or student’s summer!

A Map and a Mule: Book Review

A Map and a Mule
A Map and a Mule
by Eric Timar
Cover art by Miki de Goodaboom

A Map and a Mule is a magical tale of a queen that helps usher peace upon two lands. This story reminds me of some of my favorite fairy tales I was told as a child. The author, Eric Timar manages to weave a lesson of peace without making the reader feel like they’re being taught. Full of lovable characters and some colorful illustration, this makes it an ideal choice for children ages 3-7. Although, this story is so simple, yet profound, I find it to also be suitable for any age group.

From a mother’s perspective, this is a story best read along with your child and then explained. There are some aspects a young child may not yet understand, but could easily grasp with a parent’s explanation.

This book is also an exemplary choice for a classroom setting. I see it best set in a preschool or kindergarten “circle time”. I highly recommend this to teachers of elementary aged children. It would make for a fruitful homework assignment or classroom project.

I could sing my praises about A Map and a Mule all day long. More can be gained if you just pick up a copy of it yourself!

For the interesting story behind the cover art: The Story Behind the Art