You are entering a growing phase. Acknowledgement comes slowly. No one will offer a helping hand unless you beg for it. Don’t take “no” as a final answer. Avoid self-pity. Get rid of some old habits. Stop doing anything that doesn’t feel right to you.
Do not resist sudden change—you will be provided the strength and support needed to accept new situations. Leave the past behind now—allow your experiences to be your teacher. Let go of the restrictive, oppressive, limiting attitudes and beliefs that are holding you back—deliberately and consciously “cut out” any excess mental clutter. Start a new project—face your future with new faith as you gently release any outdated ideas or outlived emotional attachments that keep you confined.
III of Cups (R).
Don’t let disappointment get in the way of your happiness. Beware of overindulgence and depression. Jealousy clouds reason.
Balance your emotions now—you are being too overbearing—placing “conditions” on your expressions of love. You tend to do everything in the extreme—you work too hard or you play too hard and you must now learn to balance the two. Recognize when circumstances are changing—when what was good begins to cause pain, the loss of happiness, the failure of a friendship or disillusionment when you find that your friends did not support you when you needed them. Never dwell on what is happening. Turn right around and concentrate all your energies in a new direction. Experience your emotions completely and once the grieving process is over—straighten up and take charge of your life again. Create new plans, fill your life with new interests. Make a conscious decision not to feel sorry for yourself—you have much yet to accomplish. Communicate the abundance of your feelings in ways that nurture, comfort and motivate other people and this will generate tangible abundance for you.
Anything you lose comes round
in another form."
— Rumi (via mypassionpluspurpose)
"You will exist, right there.
An eternal suspension
social interaction: information gathering. what is said, how it’s said, when it’s said, what is included, what is omitted, phrasing, comparisons to what has previously been said and under what conditions. when the mouth is not a primary focus point, this information travels through a different pathway and is felt; it is similar in visual/auditorial to a tunnel, slight aura and echo. these form a sketch of the person, which is then combined and contrasted with what they do. misalignment between words and actions cause confusion and instinctual distrust. difficult to manage all around.
processing: experiential, visual, first-person. unless there is a similar experience from which to pull from. slow, over long periods of time. translated into actions and emotions. repetitive. bordering obsessive. extremely sensitive to external influences, particularly emotional. if mechanics understood, further efficiencies automatically searched for.
Born Ganyu, Jiangsu, 1970. Lives and works in Changzhou, Jiangsu
Dong Wensheng’s photographs look at first glance like realistic depictions of ordinary scenes or objects, but many have an odd or eerie aspect—a missing finger joint, as in The Convert No. 1, or an anatomically impossible twist, as in 2012. His artful editing blurs the lines between painting, installation and film to create pictures that often resemble stills from a mystery or horror movie (he also makes video art). A protégé of Zhou Xiaohu, Dong Wensheng names among his influences traditional Chinese art, porcelain and poetry, as well as physics, Nietzsche, and Robert Rauschenberg. His work is a visual counterpart of Freud’s observation that the uncanny is “nothing new or alien, but something which is familiar and old-established in the mind and which has become alienated from it only through the process of repression”. Each of Dong Wensheng’s framed scenes is an allegorical glimpse of a human truth for so long kept dark that we barely have words to express it.
"The trouble is, I am used to the children, whose rejection is absolute, like animals that freeze, or cower, or bite, in their terror. But with this man, intelligent and older than I am, first there is communication and trust and then the blow. It hurts more."
— The Diary of the Rose / Ursula K. Le Guin