I Love You. On Purpose.

i love you. on purpose.

Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in mirages: the unexpurgated diary; 1939-1947

Wintered Over, Zeke Russell

The Lullaby

by William Bronk

Howl, world, in your hurt: that certainty always to bear, be born. Never to fail. Hearing the wind, I hear the world’s wail. Let me go sleep on it. Sing, sing.

“In that predicament, if I’m lucky, I’ll remember the observation, usually attributed to Joan Baez, that “action is the antidote to despair.” People tend to quote this in the context of political or environmental activism, but it applies to everything else, too: an overfilled inbox, a cluttered garage, an intimidating creative project or overdue tax return. If you can get yourself over the gap between knowing what you need to do and taking an action, things can only get better from there. Which means that at least the nature of the immediate challenge is clear: not to “become more productive” or “get motivated” or “make a plan for the month” or something like that, but just to do one thing to address whatever situation you’re in. […] If you can approach your daily life in this way for a while – as a sequence of momentary, self-contained, eminently doable actions, rather than as an arduous matter of chipping away at enormous challenges – you might notice something profound, which is that, in fact, this is all you ever need to do. You can make your way through life exclusively in this manner. (As E. L. Doctorow said of writing, it’s “like driving at night in the fog. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.”) And not just that: actually, it’s all you ever could do. There is no achievement, in the history of human civilisation, that has ever been accomplished by any means other than as a sequence of doable actions. In the end, it isn’t really a question of “breaking big projects down into small chunks.” It’s more a matter of seeing that “big projects” are nothing but psychological constructs, quasi-illusory entities summoned into existence by taking a particular view of what our lives really consist of – which is moments, and the actions that unfold in them. After all, in any given moment, we’re never actually “working on a big project” or “addressing a major challenge” or anything similar. We’re always just taking an action. And then another. And another.”

— Oliver Burkeman, How to get out of a rut

“We cannot live in a world that is interpreted for us by others. An interpreted world is not a home. Part of the terror is to take back our own listening. To use our own voice. To see our own light.”

— Hildegard von Bingen, from ‘Selected Writings’