i was going to do a different blog than this one; a zen-do-da blog (see link for more on zen-do-da if you don’t know what that is)
i was all set to be blissful and encouraging and uplifting. i’ve read The Secret, you know, and other books like that. i DO believe that we have the option and power to make our lives what we want. sort of. i mean, i believe that changing our thoughts for the better equals finding and receiving better things. but this blog went south on me…sort of literally.
so i’m in the bathroom (hey we all poop, there’s a book about it)
by Taro Gomi
and i’m reading one of these happy books, telling me that i’m in control. usually in these situations (moments of … reclining in the restroom) i’m working a Sudoku puzzle. i know, i know, TMI. whatever. but i’m out of puzzles for this purpose, so i’m reading this feel good book and making notes with my little red pen. and i’m all “la la la, life is good” when i drop my pen down the toilet. for real??
and i’m wondering to myself: how does an artist or writer apply the ideas and beliefs of the Secret to his life? and i’m hoping any of you followers out there will join in on this as a discussion. because The Secret poses a dilemma for those of us in the art industry.
if i were a professional bowler, or a mail delivery agent, or a worker in any one of a million different fields, i could see how The Secret thinking could improve my life and my productivity. but for those of us who are writers and artists, how do we make this work?
if you haven’t read The Secret, i highly recommend you do. otherwise you will have no idea what i’m talking about here, and that’s no fun at all. basically the premise is that what you think is what you get. if you put out a bunch of negative thoughts and energy, that’s what you are bringing right back to you. if, on the other hand, you are putting out love, and happiness, and good thoughts, you will be getting back same.
ok, you may or may not agree with all that. that we will save for another blog.
this blog wants discussion.
if i’m a writer, i can’t just sit and write about a girl picking daisies all day. boring. then she goes and walks along the beach, and finds a million dollars in a packet of 10’s and 20’s, non sequentially numbered and wrapped in a pink bow, so she doesn’t even have to claim taxes if she doesn’t want. and along came mr. right, you get the picture. i can’t do this. as an artist, i CAN’T sit and look at the beautiful all day long, because that isn’t where all the heart tearing emotions lie.
the heart tearing emotions, the things that MOVE us are in the dark! they are lying in a gutter, homeless and underfed. they are sitting at the table with a morning cup of coffee, crying over their mashed up marriage or their dying soul. they are tying themselves up in sheets at night from tossing and turning over their nightmares. THIS is where the interest is for a writer, or painter, or a poet. the angst. the pain. the agonizing loneliness of life.
because we all feel it at times, and tapping into that commonality is magical, and links us all together till we are one spool of thread.
so all you blogging authors and feely artists out there, how do we make The Secret work for us, without losing the inspiration that grief and sorrow provide?