2 november 2009

Truth poles & Hugging simplicity

Growing up we often would take a walk in the forrest on Sunday afternoons. Usually, we would park the car and pick a route, following painted poles. Every colour had their own distance or diversity in what you could see or pass along the way.
When I visualize truths about my life; morals, values, mindsets or stand points- I always end up seeing myself making such a Sunday walk. Enjoying my surrounding and passing by these wooden poles. Firmly set in the ground. It is what I follow or come back to.

As much as I want to be open minded, flexible or dynamic in my ways of thinking there comes a point where some ‘things’ are often being confirmed after re-confirmed after re-confirmed. It’s almost like discovering over and over again that 1+1=2.
Truths. It would be a shame to pass by and pretend I didn’t see them for these truths, these realizations, often carry indescribable beauty.
Indescribable.
That's one of my new favorite words.

WORDS
Writing, to me, it is a love-hate relationship.
I love it so much, I crave to do it all day long! Puzzling with words, twisting or rhyming them, formulating sentences, "killing the darlings", getting to a point yet balance it out with the right touch of sparkling detail etc.
Though I hate it because it frustrates me for often times I feel I lack inspiration and confidence in my own self. Words are only words. Right?
Can my words carry strenght or power or creativity so I myself or the reader will be inspired, motivated, perhaps changed?
I’ve discovered lately that some words have become my friends. But, funny enough, these words are somewhere the opposite of me.

SIMPLICITY
I actually don’t think I am just ‘friends’ with simplicity. Our relationship might have gone to the next level already. Haha! :-) I have started to embrace it. Oh yes.
Let me share some quotes, that will hopefully fill you in on the possible questionmarks which I just raised.
“Stefanie? How come you didn’t tell me about your relationship?” (Those kinds of questionmarks...)

Our life is frittered away by detail... Simplify, simplify.
Henry Thoreau
Simplicity is an acquired taste. Mankind, left free, instinctively complicates life.
Katherine F. Gerould
The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity.
Walt Whitman
My aim is to put down on paper what I see and what I feel in the best and simplest way.
Ernest Hemingway
Never again will I make the simple into the complex. Something of true value does not become more valuable because it becomes complicated. Experience and conditions come and go; complications arise and fall away, but the simple action of God is eternal in the universe.
Donald Curtis
Most of the luxuries, and many of the so-called comforts of life, are not only not indispensable, but positive hindrances to the elevation of mankind. With respect to luxuries and comforts, the wisest have even lived a more simple and meagre life than the poor.
Henry David Thoreau
The happiest heart that ever beat was in some quiet breast that found the common daylight sweet and left to Heaven the rest.
John V. Cheney

CONFIDENCE
Confidence takes and carries so much. Doesn’t it?
When I would ask you what the first thing would be that comes to mind when I say “Confidence” you might say ‘secure’, ‘strong’, ‘in balance’ or ‘arrogant’.
The way I see it that’s one side of the coin.
In my life that kind of confidence seems to come or fly away again on any unannounced moment.
When I ‘feel it’, I preach it. Then lo and behold: Thy shall hear what I am so fired up about!
But when I shut up, am still and dare to see how little I actually am I see how much I rely on that higher authority. That absolute confident Creator who knew very surely what He did when He made this world or the Universe, the Sun, Moon, Stars, more stars, water, sky, earth, land, animals, people, languages, skin, hearts, eyes, one of your many (or few) hairs.
When I don’t understand that I am infinately Loved and that this message bursts out through all Creation, the life of Jesus and His sent Spirit...?
I'm afraid I have completely missed out on the beauty of confidence.
My confidence lays in believing in He who loves me, has done that since beginning of times and will do so endlessly.
Day in day out, that will make it or break it.