Friday, November 18, 2011

the truth about reality

the truth about all of this truth thing is that what i've been writing this week isn't really different from what i usually write. because with me, you tend to get the truth...if i'm in a bad mood, have a headache, am happy or sad, frustrated, ecstatic - i don't hide these things very well. but, just as a map can't truly depict a place, you can never write everything. and let's face it, no one would want to read it if you did. so we all pick the highlights and sometimes the lowlights. it's just how it is. and it's what i love about the genre of blog - it's really whatever you want it to be. i think i just got a little tired of all of the in-your-face, groomed, styled and curated perfection i was seeing out there.

the truth is that despite living in an old house which needs lots of work, we have a pretty good life. and although all of the changes we've been through in past year and a half have been stressful and even worrying at times, we're happy with where we're at and the decisions that have brought us here. on a still evening, when we step outside and breathe in the fresh air and hear the sounds of birds in the trees or the crunching of a horse, life seems pretty much to be exactly as it should be.

that's not to say that it can't be improved. yes, we should have less stuff. yes, we should have a place to put it all away. yes, i should waste less time in front of the computer and spend more time in the garden. i should procrastinate less and sew more. i should more consistently believe in the things i'm working on and in my abilities. i should watch fewer crappy television shows. but it's a process. and nothing happens overnight. but all of that messy process is where life is lived - in the contradictions, the ups and downs, the highs and lows, the happiness and the unhappiness and the moments of feeling like a heroic parent in comparison to those crazy people on toddlers & tiaras or that awful show about the insanely expensive themed child parties.

as one of my favorite russian writers, andrei bitov, wrote, "unreality is a condition of life." so i think i'll just chill about it. hang out with the cool bloggy people who seem real (you know who you are) and try to avoid all that curated perfection for awhile.


Molly said...

One of my fav quotes goes along the lines of 'time is not wasted if you enjoy the wasting thereof' ...or something like that.
For me, I HAVE to sometimes just watch crap TV or read a silly mag or just ... be!
I think that'll be my theme for the weekend.
Have a lovely one!

Corrine said...

I like the truth, makes me feel more normal. I like the perfection too, it inspires me. I like the creativity and the possibility. I spend too much time here too, could be worse, I could be in a casino. (since I never gamble, that would really be a departure)

Jennifer said...

I was really looking forward to your next post in the series and I started thinking the same thing.. that you seem to write the truth anyway. I love your honesty as well as the appreciation for all the good things in your life!

OneGirlCircus said...

how refreshing! I wish I were your neighbor.

will said...

The truth is ... ah, what exactly is truth anyway? I suppose the once upon a time, Great White Thinkers had it all figured out and before them, so did 12th century zealots and 17th century conquistadors.

But for commoners, worker bees, peasants, riff raff and slaves, truth remains a relative concept.

Each of us has less than perfect sensory mechanisms and, depending upon the need, we easily re-interpret our memories. Thus our measuring stick of "truth" morphs without much concern or notice.

Whatever is happening in the NOW is totally suspect because we never get the full story.

stephanie said...

I was thinking that these posts weren't really different than what you normally write, which is why I like your blog so much. You're real, you say what you need to and it's great. My tendency is to assume that people that always spout flowers and rainbows are very naive or just really blind to how life really is. Perhaps that's not always the case, but I'd much rather read a blog (or talk to people) that can be happy and angry. Content and restless. Life is messy and talking about the messes isn't a bad thing.

Jess said...

Love this. Well said.

Elizabeth said...

and you are holding your embroidery needle!!!!

Joanna Jenkins said...

I've always felt you were truthful in your writing but these past few posts have, oddly enough, made me feel so much better. Take this one for example.... I have TONS of embroidery thread but today I had to go and buy MORE because the color I needed was on a giant knot... not that yours are, but I doubt anyone else would understand if I tried to explain it.... Stuff happens and you get it... And it's all okay.
Thanks, jj

Tracy Golightly-Garcia said...

I am with you on this Julie.

My blog and fb page is Tracy~"what you see is what you get."

Take care!

Tracy :)

Unknown said...

I'm just happy that you blog and take beautiful pictures.