~the uncommon entering the common or something like that~

Intentions are powerful.  I had a busy day filled with chores, but a low key day when compared to modern America.  After a siesta I arose with the thought to write.  Thoughts about the art of conversation permeated my mind.  Thoughts of how I want to improve my conversations.  Misconceptions that I want to vanish like the sun in it's last horizon seconds.  So, as I pulled my sweater over my head, down my stomach and slid my laptop in my satchel, off I went for a glass of wine.  As I walked a few blocks and across the river, the sunshine beamed through the breaks in the storm clouds.  It depicted dark and light well.  Fluffy deep grey ominous clouds with bright yellow hues shown through permeated peace.  As I entered the bar I pleasantly saw Janet.  An acquaintance turning friend who tends the bar.  Her aura is alluring.  Slow and contemplative.  Unique yet classical.  Short curly hair depicting her quirky yet intelligent energy.  At the end of the bar was a familiar rep from a local distribution company.  I through the skinny door and onto the multi colored, patchy tiled floor.  Chaotic yet subtle.  Immediately the universe said, "Here you go Seth, you get what you wish for."  I immediately was in conversation.  A new conversation despite the people not being new.  Two new wines from a new winery were introduced.  I've had these conversations with him before, but not about these wines.  Today is new.  This conversation is new.  Thus, this leads to my ponder.  Obviously we encounter similar individuals on a daily basis, no matter who you are and whereabouts you reside on this enormous earth.  But how many people actually view every day, let alone every moment and or conversation as new.  Maybe I am projecting my mentality and my life, but I am not alone.  These thoughts arise from actual encounters.  And all too often, in my opinion do these repetitive encounters occur.  Let me break it down a bit.  Most people work.  And work in a location that doesn't change.  Thus, they see the same co-workers on a daily basis and quite possibly even the same customers and or cliental.  And if your world is anything like mine, a very common questions are:  "how are you", "what's new", "how have you been", "how is your day thus far", "what did you do today" or something of the like.  So, what is my point?  Think for a second about what common responses are.  "Good", "Nothing or not much", "ok", "mediocre at best" was a favorite of a dear college friend, etc...  So, what?  This is normal, right?  Yes, of course it is.  But that is my point.  Do we think before we speak?  Why are we not honest?  Or why are we afraid of honesty?  Some tell me because I don't want to be honest with everyone that I encounter on a daily basis and that I understand.  But, indulge me for a moment.  There's the coworker that you are not friends with, but you see every morning and you exchange pleasantries.  She says, "good morning, how was your night?"  You say, "good, thanks."  She says, "yea, what did you do?"  You say, "not much."  Why do we do this?  Why didn't you say that you made an amazing dinner and tell her about it.  Why don't you tell her you walked to the co-op and bought some tilapia, papaya's, bell peppers, onions, lemons, dill, rice, and a beautiful Pinot Noir.  Why don't you tell her that you made homed papaya salsa and it turned out amazing!  Why do we downplay what we do?  Or better question is why do I downplay what I do?  I've lived in this crazy confined world that everything has to be answered a certain way.  So maybe I am just writing this for myself, but I think there are others thinking these thoughts also.  Maybe individuals ask you certain questions because they actually want to know.  Even if the answer is deemed bad or uncomfortable.  To keep the ball rolling.  To learn.  To be inspired.  To feel free within a structure that is confining.  To know that they are not the only ones dreaming.  Some say this is exhausting, for I use to think this, but that is when I had a "right and wrong" mindset of how to live.  Rather than the mindset of living.  It has taken me some time, but I'm thankful for progression.  I'm thankful for creativity.  I'm thankful for acceptance.  And I am thankful that art is in everything.  Especially conversations and food since I cannot live without the two.  So next time, when someone asks you a question, may the answer come out.  May the truth reside rather than then the memorized mumble jumble translation that is all to common in this uncommon energetic love ball I call life.  So, here's to the uncommon entering the common to make it common and change the common to the uncommon or something like that.  

~namaste 

Just more Words

I've recently been overwhelmed with the future.  So the little voice in my head tells me to be present in the current moment.  So I do, and am not happy.  Yep, I said it.  Firstly, I would like to say that I do believe we have the power to control our happiness.  Perspective is key in life.  There are always things that are good and things that are bad.  There are always things.  What defines them as good or bad?  The individual, right?  Take for instance sushi.  It's the latest and greatest and you're not cool if you don't like sushi.  As if sushi is new and trendy.  I'm sure people who lived 10,000 years ago never caught fish and ate it raw.  Anywho.  I'm not thinking today about happiness or how to obtain happiness, for that is up to the individual.  I'm thinking about feelings in general.  I'm thinking about sadness.  I'm thinking about confusion.  I'm thinking about obscurity.  I'm thinking about complacency and feeling robotic.  Now, mentally, for me I run the risk of ridicule if I publish this blog.  Why you may ask?  Well, because I see the society that I live amidst as a whole to be overtly happy.  Everything is good.  Everything is great.  When I ask someone how they are, I rarely hear anything but slogans such as; good, beautiful, great, never better, wonderful, awesome, etc...  But is that really the case?  If so, more power to you.  But what if you're sad.  What if you're depressed.  What if your unhappy?  What if you're bitter?  What if you're angry?  Oh no, not angry.  Isn't that ok?  Aren't those normal feelings that reside within this entity we call a human body?  Can one be honest about being sad and still have a smile on their face?  I believe so.  I find it funny when I respond honestly to individuals.  Especially acquaintances whom I know.  We are so accustomed to ask the traditional question, how are you, but then often shock fills the air when the pre-determined "good" or "well" isn't uttered from lips.
Trying recalling your last encounter with someone who was honest about how they truly felt.  What did you feel?  Comfort?  Discomfort?  Confusion?  Relief?  Fear?  Joy?  Anything?  Is this a subject to even spend time thinking and feeling about?  Now again, please don't assume that I am sad and depressed.  At times am I, and I'm ok with that.  And frankly, I question those who aren't.  What I am thinking about and posing here for lack of better terms is honesty.  Honest living.  Honest consciousness.  Honest love.  Honest intentions.  Honest minds.  Honest words.  Honest actions.  What is honesty?  Why do we answer people the way we do.  Have you ever answered someones question and then thought to yourself, why the fuck did I say that?  I don't think that.  In fact that is the exact opposite of what I think.  Maybe I'm engaging with too many individuals and need to focus whom I encounter, but I've found myself saying a bunch of words, a lot that I truly don't mean.  That I truly just say to keep the situation at hand "good".  But is that good?  Is it good to not know who you are for the sake of someone else?  Where did I get this pretense that I have to agree with people.  For if I believe in that statement than it should drive me to be honest for they should agree with me.  Oh, and there is the dilemma in life.  Is there such a thing as correct?  Is there such a thing as good?  Is there such a thing as bad.  Or is it just whatever.  And I don't mean whatever in a non-care way.  I mean it in a fact way.  It just happened.  And then the next moment is going to happen.  And the next.  And the next.  And the next won't go back to the preceding 6 moments or the future 10 moments.  It just is that moment and nothing more and nothing less.
I've lost my train of thought, so that is all for now.  Goodbye.