The Thriving Artist
What you visualize becomes your reality.
Sunday, December 8, 2024
Preparing For The Apocalypse: Or How To Fight The (Toxic) Patriarchy, Part Five
Saturday, November 30, 2024
Preparing For The Apocalypse: Or How To Fight The (Toxic) Patriarchy, Part Four
Sunday, November 24, 2024
Preparing For The Apocalypse: Or How To Fight The (Toxic) Patriarchy, Part Three #give #donate #bebetter
When I was a fundie Christian, I was told by the church that in all means possible we were to 'give until it hurts'. Now, I do not advocate for that anymore, rather, if you see the first entry of this series on 'self-care' (https://artistthriving.blogspot.com/2024/11/preparing-for-apocalypse-or-how-to.html), I believe that caring for oneself should always take precedence over giving, for without fully feeling well within, giving begins to dwell within the realm of codependent martyrdom, followed by resentment.
Like a small boat on the ocean
Sending big waves into motion
Like how a single word
Can make a heart open
I might only have one match
But I can make an explosion
Tuesday, November 19, 2024
Preparing For The Apocalypse: Or How To Fight The (Toxic) Patriarchy, Part Two
Merriam-Webster defines "Community" as:
: a unified body of individuals: such as
a
: the people with common interests living in a particular area
broadly : the area itself
the problems of a large community
b
: a group of people with a common characteristic or interest living together within a larger society
a community of retired persons
a monastic community
c
: a body of persons of common and especially professional interests scattered through a larger society
the academic community
the scientific community
d
: a body of persons or nations having a common history or common social, economic, and political interests
the international community
e
: a group linked by a common policy
f
: an interacting population of various kinds of individuals (such as species) in a common location
What's so amazing that keeps us stargazing?
And what do we think we might see?
Saturday, November 16, 2024
Preparing For The Apocalypse: Or How To Fight The (Toxic) Patriarchy, Part One #fightthegoodfight #fightfascism
- Start with small steps: Begin by identifying activities that bring you joy and relaxation and allocate time for them regularly.
- Create a self-care routine: Develop a schedule that includes self-care activities and treat them as non-negotiable appointments with yourself.
- Practice mindfulness: Be present in the moment and engage fully in the self-care activities you choose.
- Set boundaries: Learn to say no to activities or commitments that overwhelm you and prioritize your own well-being.
- Seek support: Reach out to trusted friends, family or professionals when you need assistance or guidance.
https://today.marquette.edu/2024/08/the-importance-of-self-care-for-maintaining-mental-health/
Thus, let's begin today with an ongoing and active self-care routine, the first weapon in our arsenal to fight against fascism, to prepare for the apocalypse, and fight the toxic patriarchy.
I'll build a Stairway to Paradise,
With a new Step ev'ry day.
I'm going to get there at any price;
Stand aside, I'm on my way!
I got the blues
And up above it's so fair;
Shoes,
Go on and carry me there!
I'll build a Stairway to Paradise
With a new Step ev'ry day.
Saturday, November 9, 2024
You Are Talking About Me #election2024 #americanpolitics
Yesterday I felt like expelling so loudly, a terrified, stress-induced scream. I didn't, at that moment, I held it back. I was near downtown in my small city and although if anyone asked, I told them it was in response to recent events tied to my country's current political affairs, they no doubt would understand, I still refrained. Added to that, I was walking a dog, whose sensitivity to such would worry him to no end, as he could never comprehend. This past week I have been fortunate enough to spend my time with many a beloved pet, whose existence has not altered as the current political strain of the human world touches them not. Their simple joy in the little things of life is desirable and a constant lesson for me to slow down, breathe, and embrace the reality of their world. No, not to escape or distract from the truth of my human existence, but as a healing balm to strengthen and maintain a semblance of peace, stability, and security.
Once, when I was a Christian, I had a dear friend share with me about how her daughter in high school spoke up when her friends were bad mouthing Christianity with "You are talking about me" which silenced their bad talking. Now, I am not a Christian any longer and I ain't trying to plug Christianity, but the significance of those five words holds weight alongside the current state of my country.
In my life, I have aligned myself with different political ideologies based on different phases of my life, Democrat from youthful family origin, to the brief "Republican before MAGA" when I was a Fundie, to a stint in the Green Party, to now "Progressive" democrat from a growing information based personal decision. Because of this, it affords me an unique understanding and affinity for those I care for in each of the political parties. Yes, I have a strong memorable connection to a tried and true blue democrat, a green party liberal, the Never Trumper, and even the now advancing MAGA party. In each, I have a memory of special times and a warm sense of love that never will die no matter the politic or change in relationship. Yet, that doesn't mean that I condone the negative aspects of the beliefs that I feel are harmful and toxic, but only that I remember the love, though it may be buried.
With this in mind, I proclaim, "You are talking about me".
No matter the political party, I hear the same refrain of blame ringing through alongside a lack of human compassion. With friends that are more 'green party' affiliated, I hear the blame on all of America, both liberal and political, as fake, corrupt, stemming from a place built around conspiracy theories. With this in mind, I proclaim, "You are talking about me". On the opposite side of the spectrum, I hear the hate-filled spewing of the MAGA, with their self-righteous desire to assume Christianity while being anything but, they seek to 'own the liberal' and celebrate with lack of compassion. With this in mind, I proclaim, "You are talking about me". This proclamation is meant to give each pause to reflect, to stop in the tracks, and help recall what each of us must, that far deeper than the boundary of country, we are human beings doing our best to live, survive, thrive the human frailty of condition.
Lesley Gore - You Don't Own Me (lyrics)