Sunglasses and eyebrows

I’m looking for a new pair of sunglasses and wouldn’t you know it, I found a pair by Prada that is just the right shape for my face! Ha! It’s on sale and is $80. Luckily I found my $15 sunglasses again today so I don’t need to buy new ones. I’ve been looking for advice about sunglasses for my face shape any way. There’s lots of info about it on the internet, this is a fun site that lets you try a couple pairs of sunglasses on the “model.”

While I’m at it: here is the website of my favorite eyebrow people. They have pictures of celebrity eyebrows! Check out their book here.

Yep, they thought of that

I do facial exercises using flex effect, which uses resistance bands to work out facial muscles. It works really well and I thought what I need is eyelid weights so that I can exercise my eyelids so they will open wider.

Of course, I had brief fantasies of inventing them and becoming rich and appearing on Oprah. “Well, I just thought of putting weights on my eye-lids, I put it on the internet and here I am! Can you believe when I started out I was just cutting up these little eyelid weights in my little one room apt?” ( I don’t really live in a one room apt, but that makes it more dramatic.) So, just now I looked up eye-lid weights and what do you know, someone already invented them! They use them in the treatment of bell palsy. Oddly, they are available by prescription only. What on earth do they think people are going to do with eyelid weights? So, I might have to rig up some after all or order them from Canada! I wonder if they will work out my eyelid muscles like I think they will.

Practices

Remember when I was caught in a perpetual dissatisfaction loop? This is what I wrote later that day:

I’m taking the day off I decided. And I’ve come up with some of my own answers to my previous questions. (I still welcome yours!) I’ve been surfing the internet and I just remembered how valuable daily practices are for me. OH yeah! How is it that I know this stuff for years and then forget it?

So, daily practices…what works for me is meditation, reading something uplifting (I have been reading a great book of poems called The Rag and Bone Shop,) stretching (it’s amazing how relaxing my body deeply leads to a habit of general relaxation throughout my day,) and journaling. Also, having one rest day a week is a religious tradition that really works for me and adds balance into my life.

This semester it hasn’t been possible for Sunday to be my holy day, (that’s why I’m taking days off when I can find them – or just when I can’t take it anymore – like today.) Next semester I’m going to plan so that my Sundays can be days of rest again. A little rest and time to just be each day, a day of rest each week, and a vacation or two or three each year. Now, that’s balance. J

Ok…. Sigh… it’s all coming back to me now. No wonder I’ve been dissatisfied. I haven’t been resting, which means I’ve been waiting for things to be over so I can rest. Alright, I remember how this all goes now…

Today I did a breathing exercise and a guided loving kindness meditation.

An uplifting radio show

Prairie Home Companion

Carry me Home

I was listening to music without boundaries tonight and thought I’d do a little art to the music. This is “Carry Me Home” by Hem on Eveningland.

I need love

“I Need Love” by Terri Hendrix on The Art Of Removing Wallpaper.

Two songs

This is “Train Song” by Mindy Smith on One Moment More, but then the next song came on and covered it up: “What The Hell Happened” by Bruce Hornsby on Halcyon Days.

Rose into the night

“Mother Rose” by Patti Smith on Trampin’

What I wrote to Craigslist

Yes, sometimes I write to craigslist. This time I wrote just to say I was down and some people wrote back. Here it is:

Title: (women seeking men) I am bummed (this is actually just a rant – sorry)

I’m not sure why this is such a down time for me, but I’ve noticed that whenever I focus on finding romance I get down, because it’s just not one of those goals I can work towards and then predictably achieve. Sheesh. This is a tough one. I need to put myself in social situations so that I can meet my honey, but I can’t make it one of my goals that I focus on or it’s just depressing! hmmm.

Alright, I’m giving up on dating for awhile. I feel so much better when I do. Here is a site I just inadvertently surfed to which prompted this post: http://www.divorceinfo.com/divorcestinks.htm. I’ve never been divorced, and REALLY hope never to get divorced- breaking up hurts about as much as I want to hurt. Oy. So, the site reminded me that it’s good to be picky.

Like I said, this is just a rant, so don’t write. (If you send truly encouraging words, I will silently thank you.) I don’t think I’ll be writing or looking on
craigslist for awhile. Good look to all ya’ll.

People wrote back, here a couple excerpts:

“Holy Shit!!!!!!

I am so hearing what you are saying here…I have never tried to find the love of my heart on the net and then when I start looking it seems to always go nowhere…..
getting out to meet the one, yes, this is it..I have adjusted my Feng Shui to help, so we will just have to wait and see. but like you said when you say to yourself, I am not looking to meet you now I so do not have time and or the desire to feel the lonely and empty parts of me. so I stay busy telling myself that it will all happen in time, when the time is right. …”

“good luck to u yeah u might have what i have seasonal disorder keep-kickin-it-baby 420/24/7/365 PEACE”

Thanks nice craigslist people! Just as a side note: Have you noticed how much more confessional my posts have gotten! This must be a side-effect of writing blogs. I now have the audience I secretly imagined as I wrote in my actual paper journal. Let me know if I’m going overboard and just being too outrageously or, worse, annoyingly revealing. I will post art again! I’m just at the tail end of the semester and haven’t created any art lately. I am dreaming of a fresh drawing pad for Christmas and then I will draw in long meetings and on nice days in the park and will post it here and my page will once again (once again?) be full of beautiful and simple art, unhampered by words.

Dropping Keys…I love this poem

This is the poem for the "Dropping Keys" painting. – Mollie
original painting by Mollie Kellogg
inspired by a poem by Hafiz

 DROPPING KEYS

The small man
Builds cages for everyone
He
Knows.

While the sage,
Who has to duck his head while the moon is low,
Keeps dropping keys all night long
For the
Beautiful
Rowdy
Prisoners.

translation by Daniel Ladinsk

Check out Mollie’s painting at: http://www.molliekellogg.com/pages/1/index.htm