Friday, June 4, 2010

How big are you being?

I love stringed instruments. And I am a fool for cellos. If you have two x chromosones and a cello in hand then I am fallen.

I have taken far too long to update this outward looking window to the world. I write this blog to share. That by my sharing and living transparency I make the world into widespread community where everyone else knows what everyone else is up to. Where people in India ask people in Canada for a cup of sugar in which Canada happily complies with the request.

Growing up, I was never confident in my writing skills. I made up that my words on paper were no eloquent and that I had no gift for the pen. My strong suits more lied in math, science, and music rather than English. This lasted for far too long a time. Instead of writing or reading, I sat and played video games, along with most others of my generation. My logic came to be that "I have no talent in writing so would I ever want to be that." My Creative writing teacher landed this quote on me by Gustave Flaubert (must love a good name):
"Talent is a long patient"
I sit now having gone through two years of college having first been a "vocal performance major" and then a "mechanical engineering" major with my favorite class coming to be fiction creative writing class.

Like most college students, I have no idea. But every idea at the same time. It is wonderful. I am not even sure if college is right for me.
"Life is organic. It is not linear" (Thank you Sir Ken Robinson (a video to be added at the end of this post))
I mean there is so much to be and I become caught up within this reality and find my mind moving lightyears ahead to the future at time warp speeds anf forget all that is around me know. Take time out of your day, everyday, every morning even if you prefer, to look around and just see. That is all see. See and hear. The senses are the most lovely of gifts, do not forget about them.

My choice has been to cover my light most of my life. To put it under a blanket and to show it only to a few. I have spent far to many years thinking of the "what if's" instead of the here; so many occasions where I don't dance or sing because my mind duvs it "uncool".
"Don't let your mind stop you from having a good time." - Jason Mraz (I am quoting fool tonight)

Please, do not keep your light a secret. Show it to all. Dance if your feet wish and sing loudest. This is my light.

So, have been wanting to put a few videos up for a while, but will not bombard you with all of them at once.

Check out this cool cat converse about education. Going to school and having a family who is "middle-class" with "blue-collared" jobs school become the biggest door imaginable for opportunity to pass through. And it is. Do not find me wrong, but, no doubt, a change is needed. Looking back, I would not change my education for anything. It was supurb (big high-fives go to CCSD and Clark High School). But the school system is a cookie cutter. And some students are not even dough at all. The are a cucumber or a banana. Or almond or tea leaf. It does not work for everyone. Having been a part of the school system for fourteen years, I know its many strengths and crucial weaknesses. It has to be looked upon in a completely different way and a new idea of schooling must be put into effect. The world is moving from a dying planet with its murderers being its inhabitants to a healing world with its doctors allowing the immune ecosytem to work as it was meant to again. There is a global shift occuring from a selfish mind-set to a compassionate, sharing mind-set. When having an army that is twenty size the time of anothers and consuming more energy than some one else is no longer a strength but a weakness. Progress is not seen in dollars but in something else I can think of currently. (Place positive phrase here). There is shift occuring in the world with schooling, no doubt, changing with it.




And to see this fine chaps first install, check it out here

1 comment:

  1. It was a long time, but it was worth the wait because of the kindergarten story the chap spoke about.

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