“Here is my secret. It’s quite simple: One sees clearly only with the heart. Anything essential is invisible to the eyes.”
– The Little Prince
Here’s what I know. I know that I’ve been searching for a solution for years. I know that what I want the most is for the tides in my heart to calm and to have a feeling of complete, peaceful knowing that things are alright. I know that I come very close to this feeling most days, but only when I decide to let go and just live. I know that on days that I wake up in poetry, work seems too trivial and I have to force myself to actually do the douche-bag stuff they expect of me. I know that I enjoy the fact that I can actually get it done. I know that on days that I win work competitions, I feel like I’m on top of the world…but it doesn’t feel as good as when I’m painting or in love. I know that when I see something that truly inspires me, my first reaction is to share it with someone that I care about. I know that when my heart is in a good place, I wake up early. I’ve been waking up at 5:45 almost all week.
I know that I keep the priorities lists (that my boss gives me) that I doodle on, and I take a minute to be truly proud that I had the guts to draw during the meeting…art is so much more important. I know that every thing comes in cycles and I still have to learn to wait for the flow instead of make decisions during the ebb.
“There are things we know by heart. And things we don’t.”
– Andrea Gibson
What is a job even about? If I’m going to see with my heart…I’m not seeing these priorities they put in front of me. I’m seeing kindness. Inspiration. A hilarious drunken moment with friends that you think about months later. Like I’ve said before, I think it’s about balance. One time, I was hanging out with my cousins and they were trying to get me to call in sick to work. I was like “no way! I can’t do that!” and I remember them saying “who cares that much about their job?” Boi-oh-boi do I agree. Sometimes it just doesn’t seem worth it.
“Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they’re falling like
they’re falling in love with the ground.”
– Andrea Gibson
Autumn is absolutely on its way. There’s art and poetry and a little tinge of heartbreak in the air. I love the fall. I’m ready for pumpkin flavored…fucking everything, for hot drinks, fires and magic. There’s so much magic in the fall.
I’m reading the book: The Little Prince. It’s ridiculously profound and I feel like the lessons that I’m learning from this little 83-page-book are timeless. And just wonderful.
Holy shitload of quotes.