to blog or not to blog…
Sometimes I feel repetitive with the things I share on here. I feel like I am so uber obsessed with certain points I want to share that I end up going totally overboard with the amount of times I relate things to “humanity” and “compassion”. I have a very strong picture of what i think a compassionate humanitarian looks like and because i don’t fit that picture, I walk around speaking of it 24/7 as a way to prove I am a “compassionate, humanitarin, artist.”
What would happen if I took all that effort and actually put it into becoming the “compassionate, humanitarian, artist?”
I might stop talking about it and actually do it?
ah!
scary!
xo
a
Tags: compassion, humanitarian
alone in public
I just spent the day in New York City alone. I love it! My favorite place to be alone is one where I am never physically alone.
I realize that spending time introspecting right now would be the best thing for me and yet this is also the most challenging. So, like a mother holding her baby’s hands as the baby takes her first steps, I will compassionately carry myself into the depths of me, nurturingly allow the fears of looking inside to fall away.
Alone in public.
OK, so I don’t have enough guts to sit physically alone in silence for a full day, but I can do it when I am in a pool of humanity. I sit in cafes and watch, compare, read, draw, and write. Thinking is in there as well.
Be gentle with ourselves. Enjoy this life time. We don’t know where we go from here. But I am sure I love what I have, I am blessed. So, I will show my gratitude through joy. Or at least I will try.
xo
allison
Tags: alone, compassion, new york city, nurturing, public, travel
