Friday, June 08, 2007

Happy Birthday To Me!!!



Friday the 8th of June is my penultimate birthday to 50, meaning 49 years completed and i enter the 50th year. The 40's have not been that productive or exciting for me when compared to the lastlast half of the 30's which was probably the best time of life so far. i have partially created a lot of stuff that i can finish in the next year if I win the battle with myself then i need to get it out to those who might appreciate and support me. Entering my fiftieth year reminds me during this past decade i have succeeded in paying child and visited my boy in LA 3 times and paid for him to come here once. My sister paid for him to come here one other time. I completed a novel in my 41st year, i have produced six booklets (about 25-40 pages a piece) of my poetry and short stories and one of writing on Buddhism, a website (http://thoughtfuloutsider.com) devoted to Tantra, a yahoo newsletter group with about 600 members and to which i have written about 300 pages of writing on Tantra (http://groups.yahoo.com/group/esoteric_tantra/). 6 years as a cab driver and $15,000 of debt, and some photography that I'm proud of. Well now that i think of it i take back the comment about lack of produdtivity, but i stand by the lack of excitement comment this for me refers to the absence of a solid relationship since the beginning of the decade (the occasional fling though) and my greatest wish of being FUCKING FAMOUS or at least well known. i haven't felt free.

here's to my fifties i expect it to be the beginning of the best half of my life

TW

Saturday, May 26, 2007

"Live to Work or Work Live"


When I first heard this saying long ago its meaning seemed pretty clear. Work was the enemy, something you did for survival and to finance your real life. Your hobbies, your relationships, your pleasures were your life, work was what you did to pay for them. If you worked so hard it took up all your time and energy leaving you no room for these real life things then you were living to work. This is true for many. If you lack skills and/or motivation, passions that align your intelligence, your emotions, your actions and for some their destiny, then this point of view works. This approach also works if your passions are attached to or expressed in a way that is a minority pursuit or just in a way that doesn't inspire monetary value.



For example, an artist does a painting. It is bought by one person who loves it, so she gets what it's worth to that single person. Let's say all her friends love it but can't afford to buy their own painting so their love does not translate into value for the artist, only into kudos for the new owner. Big corporations in the entertainment industry are very aware of this and work hard to ensure they stick with activities that can capture value from the appreciation and pleasure of the arts they support – music performed gets little until recording gets behind it, theatre earns little but recorded as movies is very valuable, graphic design original aren't worth much on their own until printed. Thus they put an enormous amount of effort into copyright and other intellectual property law.



If you do have a serious passion it transforms work into an lover, an ally, turning this approach inside out, especially if you find a way to gain value for your efforts. Value in a form that is easy to communicate and allows many people to express it in a way that isn't too great a tax on them and builds up into enough to help you live life in a way that doesn't separate your pleasures, your bliss from your way of contributing to society. Sadly our society has lost the concept that just existing, being is of value, although in the past it was limited to that small group the aristocracy. It may always have been rare that you find people who value you for simply existing – your parents, your lover/partner (if you are lucky and able to accept it), and most especially your kids – more often your value comes from what you do.



Some of us have been conditioned so deeply to struggle, to value ourselves for what we do, not for who we are, and so find simply being, let alone being loved for who they are, very confronting. The balance between life and work, being and doing, has been screwed up. If you live to work I still think it is imbalanced even if driven by the monomania of passion. Wholeness means catering to and expressing all of who you are - actions, relationships, emotions, feelings, insecurities, fears and individuality. Simply being is the ground of self-love, not self-aggrandisement, from which all these grow. What happens when you sit in silence? This is a good diagnostic for your relationship with life for its own sake, for letting yourself to be, accepting who you are as you are warts and all.