This is a story of divine order. He hired me into Los Alamos, got me into some nuclear physics experiments, which built my CV somewhat. I got some lab experience, but most of all some experience in the so-called school of hard knocks (1987-1989). Something personal (or "divine") happened where I chose to have excessive allegiance to him. I sought his moral approval, and did things that I thought would gain his OK. The entire experience showed me that meaning and joy in life can never be obtained by trying to win the approval of another person. Meaning and fulfillment is also not obtained by going in the opposite direction, by me judging him negatively. Maybe Phase II (2001-2010) of our relationship was characterized by that, as I found myself working with him again. It did not help him or me in any worldly sense. It just provided me another necessary lesson. He is with me now every day. You probably assume this is some sort of spiritual metaphor. But no, we both quit our jobs at Los Alamos and now work at Sandia, Albuquerque. Because of a shortage of office space, we are office mates now (neither one of us has shared an office with anyone else in years). Phase III, which starts now, is non-judgement. I am not on this planet to pass judgement on my brother Roger. I do not seek his approval either. In case anyone is wondering how this blog got on AW, you should know that essentially 100% of my morning pages have been about the telling of this story. Coming soon to a theatre near you :) Bill Sailor |
Friday, December 24, 2010
Roger and Me
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
No Class Dec 26th
We will not meet on the Sunday after Christmas. Our last 2 classes will be Jan. 2nd and 9th. Spread the word!
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Lisa's Blogs
Hey everyone!
I thought I would post my blogs, too. If you have an interest, please stop on by!
http://sketchmyhome.blogspot.com/
http://lisalou-graceart.blogspot.com/
Lisa
I thought I would post my blogs, too. If you have an interest, please stop on by!
http://sketchmyhome.blogspot.com/
http://lisalou-graceart.blogspot.com/
Lisa
Saturday, December 18, 2010
john soos poem/prayer
To be of the Earth is to know
the restlessness of being a seed
the darkness of being planted
the struggle toward the light
the joy of bursting and bearing fruit
the loe of being food for someone
the scattering of your seeds
the decay of the seasons
the mystery of death
and the miracle of birth.
- John Soos, from Earth Prayers
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Tom links :-)
hi all...
i got a good suggestion to post my websites :-)
this is my new photo website > www.tominelli-photoworks.com
I'm trying to figure out how to generate something of a livlihood from working with a camera and am not sure how to enter this world. Any thoughts/suggestions would be happily received! Currently I am working and open to working pro-bono projects for good causes :-) I like a good photo opp.
Here's my painting website >>> www.tominelli.com
I am slowly re-entering a painting practice by way of the blessing of this workshop. I've been off this practice a long time with much difficult stuff around it. The site is a little clunky and loads slow but I'd be happy if you took a look :-)
see you soon...
tom
i got a good suggestion to post my websites :-)
this is my new photo website > www.tominelli-photoworks.com
I'm trying to figure out how to generate something of a livlihood from working with a camera and am not sure how to enter this world. Any thoughts/suggestions would be happily received! Currently I am working and open to working pro-bono projects for good causes :-) I like a good photo opp.
Here's my painting website >>> www.tominelli.com
I am slowly re-entering a painting practice by way of the blessing of this workshop. I've been off this practice a long time with much difficult stuff around it. The site is a little clunky and loads slow but I'd be happy if you took a look :-)
see you soon...
tom
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Indexing
A couple of weeks I sat next to Danny and he showed me his new journal. I watched him prepare for class as he skipped three pages and began numbering the pages after that. I asked what he was doing and he said that he always includes an index at the beginning of his journals. I thought this was a great idea, especially for these next two weeks while we're reading the morning pages. Then you can easily find those great ideas that appear for a new painting, blog idea, knitting project, or whatever.
Thanks Danny!=
Jill
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
yo, altar boy!
Danny,
wow... what a great surprise!
So glad you posted the tunes. It's like havin' a little artist date :-)
thanks!
later...
tom
wow... what a great surprise!
So glad you posted the tunes. It's like havin' a little artist date :-)
thanks!
later...
tom
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Danny's Music
Suggestion for an Artist's Date:
http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_353600
Turn the lights down. Light a candle. Listen to Danny's music. You will be lifted by his gifts.
http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_353600
Turn the lights down. Light a candle. Listen to Danny's music. You will be lifted by his gifts.
The Last Gifts
Check out our fellow Artist Way friend http://www.jillianbrasch.com/ and her inspiring book "The Last Gifts". Don't miss checking out her blog http://www.jillianbrasch.com/blog/ that talks about our AW group and one of the inspiring activities suggested by Julia!
I bet Jill would bring some books and sign them, if you asked her :)
I bet Jill would bring some books and sign them, if you asked her :)
tribute to Hunter
During the course of this class- my soulmate dog, Hunter died of bone cancer. I would like to share this version of cold play's song "yellow" by Scala & Kolacny Brothers. He and i listened to this song a lot together in the last time together and as a human i feel connected to the words, i think he felt the tune : ) please enjoy this or humor me by sharing in this.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Labor Pains
Dear God of my being:
make this pain get bigger, faster, brighter.
Make me hurl out the things
you would have me let be.
Make my stomach churn, the pages turn, the fire burn
words form and blend, and send them out again.
Dear God there is nothing you cannot do, so
kill me kill me kill me - Kill all of me.
Kill the part of me that hates me
Free me, the rest of me -
the part of me that you would have me be.
Wrap me in a warm cloth
Keep me safe while I deliver the child
that you conceived in me.
My child cries.
The new child lets our his first screams.
Teach him new things to say;
new languages to speak.
Listen: he says "hello" and "no."
Show me to say "namaste."
This new spirit punches the walls all around him.
Give me quiet, show me your peace.
Bless you, bless you, bless you dear child.
Welcome here, welcome to this world.
make this pain get bigger, faster, brighter.
Make me hurl out the things
you would have me let be.
Make my stomach churn, the pages turn, the fire burn
words form and blend, and send them out again.
Dear God there is nothing you cannot do, so
kill me kill me kill me - Kill all of me.
Kill the part of me that hates me
Free me, the rest of me -
the part of me that you would have me be.
Wrap me in a warm cloth
Keep me safe while I deliver the child
that you conceived in me.
My child cries.
The new child lets our his first screams.
Teach him new things to say;
new languages to speak.
Listen: he says "hello" and "no."
Show me to say "namaste."
This new spirit punches the walls all around him.
Give me quiet, show me your peace.
Bless you, bless you, bless you dear child.
Welcome here, welcome to this world.
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