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Virginia Woolf’s working table, photographed by Gisèle Freund (1965)
I don’t know how to feel anymore.
“who feels the air inside their body running free, i want the breeze”
(-soccer mommy)
I find myself venturing back to this website when i feel that i have no one else to turn to.
No one in my personal life even gets on this website anymore, so i find solace in this place to say whatever i need, without worry.
That’s nice.
Right now this global pandemic makes me feel lost, unimportant and helpless when it comes to continuing my job as a behavior intervention paraeducator.
Some of my students don’t even have internet, so most can’t tune into the online remote learning.
Those kids that struggle in school, are being left behind in the pandemic.
Some left to be trapped in insecure homes.
My heart is heavy for those kids, and those who have lost their job and income.
I’m one of the lucky ones to keep receiving a paycheck through trying my best to support a kid through video chat.
The mere check in can lift the kid up, but i still feel it’s not enough.
I constantly feel as if i am not doing enough.
Starting seeds is helping.
Every seed is an act of hope for the future.
I am sad that Garden Club and the school composting project is put on an indefinite pause, but i am continuing those projects through my own time....
I just keep telling myself, sow seeds of hope.
But i don’t think it’s working...
Elven maiden 🍂
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San - Princess Mononoke
I didn’t go into this with a plan, I was just testing brushes and San happened. I used no direct reference for anything except the hand gripping the fur. For that I took a photo of my hand. Everything else is freestyled, just cross-referencing pictures from the film for style and how she looks. I’m impressing myself.
Ellen Bass, “The Thing Is”, Poetry of Presence: An Anthology of Mindfulness Poems
Jack Kerouac, from “Mexico City Blues,” originally published c. July 1959
Scrolls through Facebook feeling hopeless and sad, reads breaking news headline:
“11,000 scientist declare global climate emergency and warn of ‘untold human suffering’”
Great
Feelings of hopelessness/helplessness/extreme sadness increase tenfold
Cue panic attack
Young Deer Gathering - Seiho Takeuchi, 1924
Japanese 1864ー1942
© Guinevere Von Sneedon
I did the being edgy and self-deprecating thing, it gets old. I wanna be soft and lovely and easily impressed. I wanna appreciate all the little things that make me happy the same way I’ve dwelled on every single thing that upsets me.
The world is a little happier with you in it.
The world is a little brighter with you in it.
The world is a little sweeter with you in it.
The world is a little softer with you in it.
The world is a little sunnier with you in it.