Returning for the First Time

“Arrival in the world is really a departure and that, which we call departure, is only a return.”
― Dejan Stojanovic

 

If we truly change from our experiences and learn anything than we never return so much as constantly arrive to see each previous stop as if for the first time. Is that a trite observation? As much as we may love the familiar and as much as it may give us a sense of continuity and home, isn’t there value in ever seeing even that which is most familiar to us as if we were seeing it for the first time? When is the last time you discovered something new about your partner and spouse? How about your parents or your pets? It seems in accepting the familiar it becomes all too easy to take it for granted and so lose appreciation. What would it be like to constantly see the familiar through new eyes?
Blessings, G

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Freudian Light Show

 

 

Freudian Light Show by G A Rosenberg

 

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0 thoughts on “Returning for the First Time”

  1. Each moment sometimes feels unfamiliar. When that happens one might lose ones barrings. I was meant to see your magnificent mandala. How beautiful. I have been contemplating your question. It has not been the moment to answer. My mind has been so concentrating on something that I am finally facing Tuesday. A sense of mortality will be staring at me. But I think I will win this time.

    I think one needs newness everyday. Thinking a new thought . Creating a new piece of art. Writing a poem. Having a conversation about something that you haven’t talked about before or talking about it from a different perspective. Nothing ever really feels the same from one moment to the next. But there does need to be a degree of consistency or a touch of madness might take one over. I like a sense of security but I also like to investigate constantly learning a deeper level of something or someone. Your art does that. Every time I approach creating a new post. I approach doing that with starting with a blank slate, “tabula rasa.” I like to see how it will develop and am quite excited most of the time to see how exactly it is going to look and what will it say when it has developed as far as it can go or when you feel you need to yell stop. That’s when you get to really enjoy what you have created and you can fully experience your catharsis.

    I would say I truly follow my muse. Somehow she knows what need before I have any idea what that is. And somehow I know, even if there might at sometimes be a moment of doubt or anxiety that this time is it. I have nothing. But I am usually wrong. I dig deep and in those depth I discover the idea I am suppose to follow. When that happens to you, I believe you need to listen and see where it leads. Surprise unfolds before you. Take the chance and you will find that treasure, maybe even a leprechaun will appear. Nothing is impossible that’s possible. Nice to connect. I have been in and out and not sleeping. But that is an explanation for another day. If you don’t hear from me for a few days, I promise I will stop by a.s.a.p. I have missed my nightly visit. All I can say is that life is crazy sometimes and it pulls you in. I do love your thinking, your art, and just the calmness of you. Namaste. Jk ps. I will be back in a few days. And soon I will catch up on what I have been missing. 🙂 😎

    1. Thank you and Namaste to you as well. I have so much appreciation for the depth and the honesty of your comments and I hope things went well for you Tuesday.
      Much luck, much peace and much Love,
      G

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