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July 23rd, 2008

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It has been a busy month. I wish I could say I’m sorry I haven’t blogged, that I feel bad and every day I don’t post I cringe- it would have been the the truth but…

I decided to relax. I’m not going to let this feeling snowball.

That said I’m not even going to both with an update right now. :) I just don’t feel like it. I worked hard this week and it’s about 5 am right now.

Good things in life right now: Hunny, wedding, wedding dress, Kaiyou, the return of a best friend in my life, anime, writing, finishing writing, starting writing, blogging, chat, patient friends, patient readers, randomness, inhaler, soy sauce, sisterhood, love, questions, Keiyou drawing pictures for me, Cheetos, story telling.

Not so good: Homework, time, work but not the work, not being able to adult-nap Keiyou, not having time to tweak my website, not being able to blog, time, time, time, asthma.

And now for some Taoism…

Something mysteriously formed,
Born before heaven and earth.
In the silence and the void,
Standing alone and unchanging,
Ever present and in motion.
Perhaps it is the mother of ten thousand things.
I do not know its name.
Call it Tao.
For lack of a better word, I call it great.

-Tao Te Ching, Ch. 25, the first part.

My Tao of Today

Stories mysteriously formed.
Born of all worlds- mundane and fantastical.
They come from a place deep within, the uncharted waters of my soul.
The craft alone is a constant.
In the hands of the writer it is alive and ever moving, squirming, and becoming something else.
Becoming everything anything, something, and nothing.
There is no way to pin it down with the words I use to catch glimpses of this magick.
Call it Tao.
For lack of a better word, I call it writing.

Transformation

May 13th, 2008

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This post (and a couple of others) have been transferred to The Tao of Me my private blog. I want to use some of these in a book someday. :)

If you do not have access to this blog but would like it just leave me a comment saying as much and I’ll get around to it. I’ll be transferring a couple of other posts over there soon.

Thankies and peace.

Eeek!

March 5th, 2008

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You know what? Sometimes I very much dislike how my brain absorbs things. I mean this in a fluffy and not ‘entirely’ serious way though at the moment I am truly annoyed.

I was toying with an idea and a new character for a project that is only half hearted right now. It’s just kind of drifting around my head trying desperately to latch onto something and hasn’t yet. It’s one of those ideas I expect to sock me in the face a week from now and demand to be written once it’s caught enough mental debris to become something.

I’ve was thinking about the character, putting him in different situations and such. It’s no surprise he turned out to have some Tao related philosophies. That’s just my main focus right now so the fact that it’s bleeding through into my writing is no shock whatsoever. What is a shock is that there was no way I could make this character work in my usual fantasy type writing because of it. He just ‘flowed’ through every conflict and became uninteresting. I mean he was still a cool character but I couldn’t get him down. He was just too happy even when things were bad and thus didn’t seem plausible enough to me.

On another hand, that I sometimes wish I had as an extra hand is always handy (yeah, bad pun, too much caffeine), the Taoist philosophies are also bleeding through into a lot of my other works in a very, very awesome way. Giving my characters beliefs, and for some of them a motivation that I had never used before. It’s very interesting.

Still, I’m just annoyed because this character became a lot more Tao involved than myself. They didn’t let anything get them down and fully lived how they chose to live no matter what was going on around them. They stayed positive inside. I’m not there yet. Could I be jealous of my imagination? Is this my internal writer’s way of telling me it’s starting to take the advice of the Tao Te Ching, Just1More (Winking), my Hunny, and every other person, place, and thing that’s been telling me to be more positive?! Even my horoscope is against my darker nature. Not that I put much stalk in those but serious this is was mine said a couple of days ago…

Your subconscious imagination is negative — counter it by hanging with fun friends.

 

I mean- what the heck?! Not that this is a bad thing it’s just I must really be dense to need all these signs and then some to tell me to lighten up. Been talking to my spirits more lately and as far as I can tell even they agree. This is all a good thing though and there is a lot more light coming through me, inwards and outwards. :)

I am the River

March 5th, 2008

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Turning. Churning. Flowing. Being. Seeing. Growing. Moving. Going. Gone. Here. There. Everywhere.

I am the river. Nothing can stop me nor hold me in check. I move over and under, above and beyond. This is the will of me, the flow of me and my nature demands it.

I bend and I twist beyond stone, sand, and bank. Permeating all things big and small. I see no day, weeks, months, or years though I live through them all as time is my greatest friend. I effect others through it and carve my path slowly but steadily. One needs only to blink and see the progress.

Every moving, never halting. Change is constant. I not only adapt, I embody it, honoring the gift of the universe by accepting what is thrown in my path and overcoming it with temperance, patience, and flow.

I may not like the boulders and logs that threaten to dam me up but stopping to throw a tantrum or pout will serve only one purpose: To stop me. I will not be stopped. I cannot be stopped and to allow myself to be stopped would be horrid. Change continues and as the river so shall I.

So shall I.

[Note: Not a prompt. Inspired by my favorite chapter in the Tao Te Ching. A cyber cookie to the first person who can guess what it is. *wink*]

More Deng Ming-Dao

March 3rd, 2008

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Last night while I was waiting for my Hunny to finish his shift so we could go home I was skimming through ‘Tao 365′ by Deng Ming-Dao for more verses that apply to my characters when I came across something truly awesome.

This one is under the title Writer:

She withdrew into herself,
First just writing for one,
Then touching thousands.
She incarnated ghosts, hurt, and joy
Into paper-and-ink stories of wonder.

Deng Ming-Dao

This just makes me smile. He goes on to talk about writers need to write and how we hear voices that others do not. That we go to that special place inside our heads (hearts/souls?) and must express whatever we find there. We have to ride the flow out and how that special place inside us is just like the Tao.

I just have to smile over this so much. I also have another book called ‘The Tao of Writing’ by Ralph L. Wahlstrom. When I bought that book I was still in the stages of glancing at ‘Taoism for Dummies’ because I had trouble putting it in a direct light, a way I could understand. Not an uncommon problem since in essence the Tao is undefinable but that’s what I like about it.

When I apply it to writing, that feeling comes over me just before and while I’m letting the words- no, not just the words, the stories and images pour out of me… it’s just so amazing. To just be and flow, to know that this feeling is what drives me, that I can gain such peace and contentment out of creating… it’s all so wow.

I’m really starting to think this path or philosophy is right for me. Not only because most of my base beliefs already flow along these lines but this is what I need in life. I’ve had the first half of things down all along but for my own well being the rest would do me good.

Do what you must when you must do it. Don’t fall into the deeply carved ruts of others that make you do things that are needless and cause equally needless problems. Don’t try, just do. Relax and flow. Be and if you are not happy with what you are change it and be that. Do what makes you happy. Bend to change but never break. Overcome adversity with the power of flow. I really do love it.

By the way, for those of you who read my Tao based character sketch, remember the joke I made about how my characters might be Taoists and I don’t even know it? Well, it turns out one of them is. How funny is that?

This might not make sense to some but sometimes you can’t control the choices your characters make. Girls turn into boys, friends become lovers, someone kills someone or has a motive you never thought about till your fingers brought it to the attention of your eyes. It’s almost like channeling sometimes. You never know what you’ll be told.