Friday, October 31, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
yesterday all day i did not feel well. i took the day off from work, but in a way that did not make any sense. some guys showed up at my door to replace the heating radiators that should have been replaced a few months ago. i thought since they are here, i'd better let them do their job.
so i ventured out and left them inside to do the work they needed to do. i'm not sure if not having heat these past days have contributed to my not feeling well. so i was kind of left out in the big bad world on my own feeling all achy and weak. i thought 'where can i go for the day so as to come in from the chilliness of the day?' i found my way to the metropolitan museum. even there it was a bit taxing to walk up all those stairs. and to tell the truth once inside it was painful to walk around, but i pushed myself. and during this time i noticed that even though i did not feel well, it was really nice to be in the midst of such beautiful art works. i studied quietly the drawings and sketches. when i'm feeling good i don't have the patience for such detail. i meditated on the painted scrolls of ancient japan. i studied porcelain from germany, lost myself in the vastness of american landscape paintings, i touched and browsed through books in the metropolitan museum's bookshop. and when i thought i could use a break i wandered over to the cafeteria for soup and hot cider. there i spent time talking with a lovely lady about our favorite travels. soon afterward i spent some time browsing european paintings. i looked at my watch, only 3pm. the guys won't be finished in the apartment until about 6pm. i'm so tired, though the artworks are so lovely. what a mix of emotion. i wandered down to the lobby of the met and had a seat on one of those big sturdy wooden benches. what will i do for another 2 or so hours. to my surprise i sat there drifting in an out of sleep as the vast crowds made their way about the museum's lobby. but the sweet surprise was the rest and peace i felt not only drifting in and out of sleep, but witnessing the doings of many persons. listening to tourists plan the rest of their day in new york, seeing lovers smooch, watching the interesting fashion of passers by. sending love to the young lady who processed my admission ticket at 11am and is still on the job now close to 4...
rising up from my comfortable fascinating front row seat and the interesting doings of folk, i wandered out of the museum across central park. it was chilly and beautiful as the fall leaves created a flowering in the air blowing all around me, the lakes and gorgeous browns and greens and reds and yellows that painted the scenery before me. when i reached home a few minutes before 6, thinking i did not have the strength to wander about much more, the work guys were gone. the new heaters were installed, and the heat was on and the place was nice and quiet and cosy and warm. i showered, put on my pjs and curled under my covers deeply grateful. on television's entertainment tonight where they often talk about the lifestyles of the rich and famous, in that moment i felt i was the richest of all...
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
sometimes i wonder if someones who may visit l'air du temps might think that i am this dreamy unsubstantial being with nothing of importance to say. i never get that sense from friends we pop in regularly, but i wonder for 'first timers,' what might their impressions be...
here i try to keep it light and insightful, and my more 'profound' thoughts, i like to think i do, i tend to do away from this space. but so often the not so light wants to say something, and finds its way here. it's been a mix of stuff. though i have been twisted in knots about all that is happening with the u.s. presidential campaign and new presidential election that will occur in a matter of days, and thinking so much not only of what is happening here in the u.s. but all the broken hearts and lives abroad in the middle of unjust and horrific happenings, and simply wanting and wishing that things were different... simply.
dear Lala wrote so wisely about what is happening in Rwanda in one of her posts from thursday, 2nd of October on her blog http://www.mycastleinspain.blogspot.com/
my heart always breaks in a million pieces where there is pain and injustice and i just want to run and hide. but i know that is not the answer and these days i ask myself what can i do, however small, that may contribute to healing and justice. these past days i have been rolling these thoughts over inside and though i still plan to do something more concrete to help as i can, this morning i woke up with one thought...
how beautiful and much needed is love. how we need it in all relations, family, friendships, lovers, international affairs, love of neighbor...
i thought of the picture above. this was taken outside one of the museums in san francisco. this newly wed couple beside a chihuly art piece is incredibly striking. it speaks to me of love and relations and art and beauty. www.chihuly.com
below is a photo image of a program i have learned about called the barefoot college. their website is http://www.barefootcollege.org/
'the students are mostly women, some are grandmothers. hundreds have come through here from villages across india and a dozen other countries to learn how to install and maintain solar energy in rural villages.'
Friday, October 3, 2008
in the spirit of my english cravings today i pulled up the guardian newspaper online and clicked onto the culture section. see, if i were in london i would have a better idea why this film, a remake of brideshead revisited, is being reviewed just now.
i am embarrased to admit that prior to some months ago i knew nothing of the previous films nor the much loved and celebrated novel by evelyn waugh. thing is, i saw this current remake of the film some months ago here in new york. it can't be that it is just being released in london now, could it be? i just assumed it was an english film. hmmm...
anywho, i thought, though visually the film is stunning with gorgeous actors, the film itself was a bit empty and boring. the writer in the guardian today wrote/asks...
why revisit it?
it's fundamentally uninspired.
it offers no compelling reasons for a screen revival.
the film fails to make us care about the people.
ouch! sad but my sentiments exactly. i understand that there is another film version of the novel that is quite excellent which i will seek out. and of course before? or after? i must now read the novel.
and my question for you today dear one is... whatcha readin'?
have a most wonderful cosy weekend.
these words are written while the soundtrack of the film love actually plays... in the spirit of all things english this day...
another question... is there a place you dream of de temps en temps? the dalai lama shares that we should live in the present moment, it helps to alleviate suffering and longing. i'm sure he's right... but dreaming can be so tempting at times.
like this house... who lives here?!