Archive | January 2014

The Oddity.

Some years ago I came across a man through a professional organization where I worked, who seemed like the complete opposite from everything I was. In the beginning, I would peek at this man who seemed like a  weed in the wild and try to figure him out.

He seemed to take on his professional position with an easy playfulness and a vigor that was always a tad envelope pushy. He seemed to tackle people’s boundaries, openly for sport, while restraining the remainder of what he might do or say.

He was like a tiger tip – toeing.

We later ended up  interacting when he decided to be friendlier by venturing  into one of my workshops.

Well, it seemed random at the time.

So we struck up this odd but tense friendship, talking about things from perspectives that didn’t really gel. At first.

Plus, I had to strain my ear to understand what he was saying. I moved here from the midwest, and slang down there wasn’t necessarily synonymous with slang up here. So, I also had the extra challenge of trying to get what he was saying. And sometimes I wasn’t in the mood to work so hard, so I’d fake understanding. Saying “yeah” or nodding to get through.

If anyone were watching us in the early days, they would have never guessed we’d end up dating and almost marrying. We ended up spending years together, and though the outcome was as unpredictable as the challenges along the way, it remains the relationship where I learned and expanded the most as a person.

But, who knew?!?!

Just like my friend, who I’ll call “R”…. to protect her privacy.

“R” had attitude that would make “Pink” the singer’s seem like a lullaby, when I first met her. This new person entered our department in punk attire that should have warned me, but didn’t. So I extended a warm “hello,” because I know how it is to enter a new job, where you receive only looks that first day.

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She threw me a look that said “Fuck off.” Then settled in.

It deeply disturbed me for about a week.

Horrible start for someone who’s become one of my nearest and dearest friends. I definitely would never have guessed “R” would now be like a sister  without blood.

In the last couple of years we’ve shared and talked one another through some of the most depressing, disappointing and generally demoralizing times. Encouraged one another through, or simply listened, letting each have her moments. I know there are certain things I may not have been able to turn around in the same way, without her. And she feels the same, because we say this to one another this all the time.

The point here is that, people who seem contrasting to what you are in the beginning are sometimes here with a message for your life. They’re like that obstacle on an obstacle course that strengthens you if you move past tightly held opinion.

Gifts, for the road.

Advice

A Pondering Mind's avatarA Pondering Mind

Look, I really don’t want to wax philosophical, but I will say that
if you’re alive, you got to flap your arms and legs, you got to
jump around a lot, you got to make a lot of noise, because life
is the very opposite of death. And therefore, as I see it, if
you’re quiet, you’re not living. You’ve got to be noisy, or at
least your thoughts should be noisy and colorful and lively.

— Mel Brooks

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For My Trusted Readers….

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No kidding, the ones who actually read the words written here. Pure likers, thank you but this post is for ‘readers.’

*Moment of waiting.*

[Laughs.]

Okay now that they’re gone. Readers, I need your help.

I constructed a few one liners that describe what happens in my (present) film, along with who the character is.

They’re called log lines and I want to choose the one that packs the most punch. If you’re interested in voting  email me at writer of pure [at] gmail [dot] com for the password to the next post. Then in a day or so, when I post it, as a password protected entry you can log in and vote. There are 8 choices.

Would you do it?

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