Archive for February, 2008

28
Feb
08

like peanut butter

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be•wil•der 1 : to cause to lose one’s bearings 2 : to perplex or confuse especially by a complexity, variety, or multitude of objects or considerations

re•cov•er 1: to get back 2 a: to bring back to normal position or condition 6 a: to obtain from an ore, a waste product, or a by-product b: to save from loss and restore to usefulness 1: to regain a normal position or condition (as of health)

re•cov•er•ing being in the process of overcoming a disorder or shortcoming

re•cov•ery 1: the act, process, or an instance of recovering; especially : an economic upturn (as after a depression)2: the process of combating a disorder (as alcoholism) or a real or perceived problem

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*yawn*

it’s been a long… life?

while operating best on the go, with lots of spreading thin, only a few moments of ‘mental health time’ and even less sleep…
for some reason it’s still my mind and emotional state that breakdown first, and often.
i’m a part-time insomniac, so my body gets ‘tired’ too…
but i’m talking the type of exhaustion that follows hard and lengthy physical labor- where your muscles are worked and sore, and even the slightest movement reminds you of it. the type of tiredness when your brain feels clouded and earth and it’s inhabitants seem light-years away.

so, it’s a rare day that my level of body tiredness exceeds that of my emotional state.
or on this particular day, when the body aches seem to have consumed any other type of output (or input), sensory or other, altogether…

which is why it’s odd that-
in the current state of ‘duh’ that i sit in..
without even trying, or having energy to ‘try’..
and not about any one thing, or really anything at all..

..i find myself feeling bewildered.

quite possibly, this is the only emotion left standing at the end of ‘today’..
and though it wasn’t a conscious thought that triggered it-
through glazed eyes, amidst the clouds, and light-years away, i write these words to you:

how crazy that we reside in a state of recovery from living,
as much as we live and are living.

Ah, recovery!

and on that note.. goodnight! :)

ruby 080228

21
Feb
08

life changing

start each day with a simple smile and get it over with –w.c.fields

..ridiculous in it’s simplicity, convicting in it’s truth


14
Feb
08

valentine’s shirt

happy valentine’s day


“loving is not just looking at each other,

it’s looking in the same direction.”

-Antoine de Saint-Exupéry


12
Feb
08

how’s Earl?

dear friend,

HELLO! how are you? and tell me, how is Earl? ;)

life’s been weird for me. i’m in an odd season, i don’t really understand it. there’s agony and fighting with my reflection over the self-pity coma i seem to slip into so passively as of late, antagonized by this stubborn weed of self-righteousness that keeps choking out the Sunshine.

i can’t really explain it further than this, for i don’t really understand much past it. i’m just trusting God to hold me up minute to minute. though i’ve realized something lately:
i used to think, when necessary, even if kicking and screaming, He would drag us along.
i’m beginning to realize, He doesn’t drag us at all..
He just wants us to follow.
so if i’m kicking and screaming, yet still following Him.. really, i’m just having a big ol’ adult temper tantrum, making a fool of myself and wasting my own energy and time along the way. (there’s a story in the midst of this lesson.. now i just need the time to get it out mah brain and onto paper/computer..)

sigh.

hmmm. don’t get me wrong, life isn’t bad.
is it good? well, who’s definition of ‘good’ do we speak of?

“what meanings defy words..?”

no matter how ‘not good’ i can ‘feel’ at times in this life, no matter how crappy, disgusted or miserable.. i still surpass ‘good’ in every direction and worldly meaning according to God’s dictionary.

and why?
simple: Jesus.

i hope this letter finds you better than good.

peace, prayer
& Sunshine,
ruby

ruby 080212

06
Feb
08

remind me.

ever since i can remember, i’ve had glow in the dark stars on my ceiling. i am also extremely near-sighted, and without contacts or glasses them, i see pretty much nothing. each night, after i’ve retired my reading, taken off my glasses and turned out my lamp, the last thing i see before closing my eyes.. is the glowing, blurry outline of the small universe that expands across my midnight ceiling.

a few months back i stumbled upon a Rob Bell sermon, whose message i have not been able to shake:

Love Wins

after listening to this sermon, and it’s call to be reminded of The Cross, and what it really means as we walk through our daily self-centered lives and relations, i sent off a self addressed envelope for a reminder of my own.

now, each morning as daylight sneaks into my room, taking with it any trace of shooting stars from my ceiling… i roll over, stretch and look up into the blurry black outline of a sticker i cannot read without my glasses.. but it doesn’t matter that i cannot see it with my eyes:

i know it’s there.
i know what it says.
i know what it means.
i remember.
and i surrender.

ruby 080206

02
Feb
08

uglier than purple

on Adam & Eve, atheism, the sheer condition of human existence and fashion:

ignorance is but a bliss-colored curtain;

people weren’t meant to wear curtains…

-some girl who didn’t graduate high school

ruby 080202