Saturday, April 23, 2011

It's Spring! Not that you can tell by the weather.

So Spring is here. I guess Spring has been here for a month, officially, but it never seems real to me until Easter. It is hard to believe with the perpetually pewter sky and nippy chill to the air. Where are the days for riding a scooter?

Work is slow, and I was thinking it has been a while since I have reflected, at least on this blog. I was considering the wonderful experience of being a dilettante, which is just a fancy way of saying someone with a short attention span that changes projects a lot and dabbles in several arts or hobbies without too much commitment to one project. Actually, it means this:

1. a person who takes up an art, activity, or subject merely for amusement, especially in a desultory or superficial way; dabbler.

That would be me! And I have the closests of half-finished projects and art-supplies to prove it. It's too bad it is not possible to be a professional dilettante. I would be an expert!

There's the costume making. And the oil painting. And the drawing. And the charcoals. And the quilting. Oh, and the beer brewing.

So I have been thinking about doing less 'thing' intensive dabbling. Things like bird watching, water skiing, and camping. I am all about doing fun and exciting things! I just want options that invovle less clutter.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

A little discouraged

I ask myself what am I doing? It feels like my life is just a pile of goals, and it feels very cold to me. So if I learn to fly a plane, go skydiving, learn to speak french, even if i were to own a private castle in fairy land, those are wonderful things. But what about what makes life really rich? In my experience, being close to others and having loved ones is the greatest luxury life ever affords. I have great friends, but for the most part, it feels like i live my life in solo mode. Even the way I write, it always seems to be my own reflections. I miss my experience in Korea, where I was forced to be around others day in day out, almost every waking moment. It forced me to be open and deeply involved in others. Back home, there is a huge disconnect in my experience, and I am positive it is from my own habits and how I structure my own world. Maybe I should visit that volunteer goal of mine, and find something that redeems my humanity. That seems like a great focus for new years.