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"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."

***A Quote From The Velveteen Rabbit

Tuesday

As a Result of the Result

Soooo, some of you know that recently I've been depressed. Deeply depressed, clearly, and suffering some scary physical issues (ie narcolepsy, it would seem) as a result of emotional turmoil, being in constant reaction, trying to heal extremely deep and painful wounds and constantly processing all of this and everything else. 

As a result of the result of this (ha) I haven't been doing art, haven't had the creative possess or desire, not to mention the self confidence to even finish things started long ago let alone start anything new....Until recently. I finished some art. Which felt really good, and was a big confidence booster, especially since I was actually excited about the result.

I also have not been blogging, OBVIOUSLY, which is tragic! But writing is one of the things that was triggering me the most. Blogging. It's what brought the scary sleep problem back after 4 or 5 years of not having an episode. Basically, at risk of sounding like I'm self diagnosing here, I can only compare my experience to my understanding of narcolepsy. 

This IS a trauma response for me, and is definitely triggered by really powerful, hurtful emotions, it always has been. This use to happen every now and again, but until about a month ago I hadn't had to deal with it in about 4 years. But it happened a number of times, when it happened before. I would get upset, and just straight up pass out, no matter where I was or what was going on around me. 

When this would happen, 4 or 5 years ago, it was really intense and scary. Basically, I would experience a complete loss of control and function. Even over the ability to speak. The last thing that would happen is my eyes would shut, and up until that point, I remember being fully aware of everything, just unable to move. People would be trying to talk to me, ask if I was ok, but I wouldn't be able to answer. I would just go to sleep.

The difference with the most intense (and first) of my more recent experiences was that I noticed early on that I was starting to feel funny, presumably because I'm so much more conscious and present in my body. Because of this heightened sense of awareness, I was able to catch the symptoms in the beginning stages, stop what I was doing, which was blogging, and give myself my full attention. And I was able to take control of the situation, instead of losing control.

After a few seconds of just paying attention, I remembered when I had felt that way before, a heavy, achy sorta feeling in my body, indescribable feeling of discomfort in my stomach and tired eyed, a strange feeling of gradual loss of control..Helplessness..And I knew what was most likely coming. So I made myself get up and go do something with my dogs, to kinda distract from what I was writing, ie what was most likely causing that to happen. It was really hard to do, but it worked, I didn't pass out.

After this, when I would start to experience the symptoms, I would divert myself. I would say something to someone if I was in group or session, or make myself get up and move until it passed. I have been very much on an emotional edge lately, and haven't really been able take much before I start to react. Involuntarily. These kinda things tend to creep up on ya.

Lately, it hasn't been so intense as it was there for a little while, but I find that I still sorta shut down..When people get upset around me and raise their voices, I suddenly feel very small, scared, and it's not unusual for me to start crying. Or just get really quiet and basically distance myself in whatever way possible. Even if it's just to tune everything out.


I decided to take a break from writing for a while, as this was primarily when I would go into reaction. I have 8 or 9 unfinished blogs now. A lot comes up for me when I write, and I try to process all that arises by acknowledging it in my writing, and working with it by just allowing it to be there. But since this doesn't seem to be working, I'm not sure when I will revisit and attempt to finish the incomplete writing. All I can say is, when the time is right.

Maybe you've picked up on this with me, maybe you haven't, either way I just have to say out loud, to someone other than myself and my pups, that without creativity, I don't feel alive. It's definitely (obviously) been a struggle through my various attempts at sobriety, and many many many times in the past, creativity, or the lack thereof, has been a huge reason I started using again after being sober for x amount of time.

This particular attempt at recovery, however, has been different in that I have not suffered the level of severity I am accustomed to regarding lack of creativity while I'm sober. I know it's a big part of what's kept me going. Creativity and my dogs....They are the 2 main things. So my recent lack of inspiration was pretty intense and difficult to deal with. But here we are. And almost a year deep, none the less.

I'm baaaaaaaaaack.....Or, at least, trying very genuinely to be.



Who I Wanna Be / Who I Am Now


One of my recent assignments at Shakti was to either write about or create art portraying how I currently see myself and how I'd like to be in the future. Obviously....I've had some issues writing lately, so I chose to do some art. 


The left side of the piece, beyond the outline of my profile, shows some of the characteristics of the person I want to become, while the right side, inside myself, shows where I feel I am currently.

This thing took me quite a while, it incorporates paint, colored pencil, marker, collaging, (yes i cut out all the butterflies and punched out all the little hearts individually) & etc. But it felt really good to work on this, and actually complete it. Yup, it's done, and it's not in the trash.    =^)

Here are a few other things I've made and actually kept. It's not really very often that I actually finish something, let alone keep it instead of throwing it into the recycling. But I'm working on having more confidence in my creativity....Since it IS one of the most important things in the world to me.

Persephone's Journey 


Magnetic Collage Box & Crayon Drawing of Myself


Just for fun...Hehehe!





MacBook Pro FTW

So, everyone knows I'm a Macintosh fiend....It's just so easy to love Mac! And because I'm a total geek, I love talking about technology...Especially about why Apple computers rule. Reliability, ease of use, far fewer vulnerabilities, intuitiveness...These are only a few of the reasons I LOVE MAC, and why I've been a loyal supporter ever since OS X came out. I've grown so comfortable with my gear over the years, and honestly, this comfort has just developed naturally. I've never had anything unexpected happen.

However, every now and again, even I am surprised by just how amazing these computers truly are. For example, my first Mac was a titanium PowerBook G4, I had it on order, waiting for the release of OS X, several years ago. This was my introduction to an operating system other than Windows, my first laptop, and my god, did this computer take a beating!

**This is NOT the actual computer, but one just like it**

Not only was it my first Apple, it was dropped a few times, and I don't mean lightly...I mean, in the alley, completely unprotected, once, and another example is when it fell about 4 feet onto the hardwood floor...And landed where it's charger plugs in, while the charger was attached. This computer was also re-OS-ed AT LEAST 12 times in 5 years, dual booted Windows and OS X at one point, and Ubuntu and OS X at another, and was very rarely restarted let alone completely shut down. Then, there was the time I spilled a full to the brim wine glass of rosé in the keyboard...Just to mention a fraction of what this computer, (which, despite it's dents, scratches and the obvious fact that it's been well loved, still works like a charm) has been through. BTW, it was also on this computer that I learned SOME computers actually still operate, and function very well indeed, with literally NO room left on the hard drive. Apple computers FTW!

I recently (within the last 2 years) taught my roommate how to use a computer, and for his first computer I got him one of these, an iMac upgraded to OS X:

**Also, not the actual computer, but I have one just like it, and a teal one as well**


At 50 years of age, and technologically unaware of anything aside from how to use the remote control to operate the TV, it was a task to show him the ways of the computer age, let alone the innerwebz. But before long, with the help of Macintosh and the amazing OS X, he was ready to graduate to a bigger, better machine. So I happily moved my heavily upgraded Mac G4 Cube onto his desk and unleashed him. He's stoked!

**Super computer FTW..Even if it IS old, it's rad! And..Way to go Stitchy! Welcome to the future!**

Anyways, back to the main point. I mean, all this stuff is awesome, but not the reason I am writing this blog, none the less. So, the machine I currently use as my main computer is a 13-inch aluminum unibody MacBook Pro. 

**Also, not my actual computer, but just like the JLB MBP**

Recently, it's been running a bit slow, and last night I finally decided to suck it up and do a few things to fix the issue. (There are a number of reasons I didn't do this right away, but that story is for another time.) And I realized something, a few things, actually, as I prepared to do a couple of things to make my beloved JLB MBP run a little more smoothly. 

Brand new in either July or August of 2009, I have never emptied the trash....Ever. So, first things first,  I decide to "Secure Empty Trash"....Only to find there were 168,567 things to be securely deleted. That would take forever, since everything is overwritten to the point that it becomes absolutely unrecoverable. "Empty Trash" is good enough for today, or at least for the initial round. That freed up just under 15 gig. 


I also restarted my browsers, I'm always running at least 2, usually Chrome and Flock. Chrome seems to be cool so far, but Flock is built on Firefox, and I've found that that the longer Firefox is running, the more memory it eats up, so it needs to be restarted every now and again to alleviate that issue. I had neglected to restart Flock in quite some time, and after doing so, things are already running much more smoothly.


Ok, big deal so far, right? Maybe it is maybe it's not, however, the following fact is something I find quite remarkable..


I haven't restarted my computer since....December, at least. 
DECEMBER!!!  


Considering the number of hours I log on this thing, not to mention all the crazy stuff I'm always experimenting with, that's insane. Seriously! So, for me, this is a serious WIN for Apple. I <3 my Macs. Just sayin'.