
Whew. That day is done. All we put in, and what we take out. Time for respite and evaluation. Take a deep breath and let’s talk about inspiration and (e’en though the end was after all not nigh), expiration.
Inspiration and Expiration. Check it out, quite a lot to know just in the simple acts of taking in air and letting it out. I learned about these medical terms in the course of making some art long ago. I had visited Cuba, Nicaragua was in the news, and I was thinking about the idea of “homeland” and what that implies: home is where the heart is, that sort of thing. I needed the sound of a heartbeat for a piece I was working on, and since it was before the internets, I went to the medical library and somehow got a piece of audiotape used for teaching medical students the subtle audible difference between heartbeats during “inspiration” and “expiration.” I hired someone to make a tape loop of it, and I have occasionally resurrected the inspire/expire theme ever since.
Among others, Little Momma and Southern Dragon breathed their last this year, and I attended my share of funerals and memorial services, a ritual that rarely fails to inspire some kind of life-affirming renewal for me, personally. Not all funerals are “good” in that way, but I feel that death is actually a gift to the living. If we did not experience it, we would take life for granted. At any rate, that’s my takeaway from the final call.
So let’s hear it for inspiration and expiration. Let’s all take a breather together. I found a new mug for the Easy Over that says, “Life is not about how many breaths you take but how many moments take your breath away.” Cheers to that!
Expiration: I would like to catch myself in those (too often) frustrated and aggravating moments when I find myself becoming rude, and instead be less irritable and more patient. I’d like to become less messy.
Inspiration: alchemy, water and light. I’d like to make more art and overall be a bit more organized and productive.
What has taken your breath away recently or ever? What inspires you and what would you let go as we get ready to turn the page on 2012?



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Morning everyone, a few glitches but still hoping you all have a chance to catch your breath here today.
Good Morning, BG. Thanks for the post and handling the hostess job today.
I have the word Inspire up on the wall in my bedroom. It’s wood and the words are scrolled. It’s always a good reminder for me.
It takes a lot to really take my breath away, but I’m moved to smile quite often. The rain drops glistening like diamonds on the two poinsettas on my porch; when the goggie and kitteh are sleeping together on the couch; the way the cactus garden looks like sculpture.
I’ll say it again. I’m a cheap date.
So, on Morning Joe they’re talking about the HBO movie about the GOP candidates in 2008. I must be missing something, because I don’t care so much.
Good marning all! Predicting 10″ of snow here, but we gotta get a layer of sleet down before the snow really starts.
Hmm..taken my breath away. That’s kinda tough. I’m kinda blase’ about everything, it takes a lot to get even an “impressive” out of me. The recent political campaign earned a lot of “impressive” from me, though not in a good way. Who in hell raised Mitt to turn out as he did?!? Who in Hell let Ol’ Legitimate Rape skip 7th grade health…or was it the entire 7th grade?
And so on…
Boxturtle (Xmas is over, back to cynical and grumpy)
Wasn’t that the election where they chose the Geezer and the Teaser? I’ve slept since then and I haven’t really cared since 11:01pm election day 2008.
Boxturtle (They made a movie out of it? Comedy, right?)
Well, I wasn’t paying all that much attention to the show, to be honest. But, I don’t think it was a comedy. Ed Harris playing McCain. Juliana Moore playing the Palin. Oh, they figured they needed a notoldwhite man as a game changer. Snore.
Helloooooooo? Where is everyone?
How did it go yesterday? What’d ya git? What’d ya give?
Good Morning, Winter has arrived in Central TX…in the 20s.
Yesterday….the quietest day ever, slept away almost all of
it. And feeling abit better….the greatest gift of all.
Happy Year Ahead….
Good morning bgrothus, BT., RevBEV, demi and other fellow firepups.
Boxer Day. My Canadian roomie from wayback always celebrates today.
Good Morning Everyone,
Just delivered my teen to a her friend’s not too far away.
Organized and productive sounds wonderful to me. I just happen to have inexpensive storage space at the moment and it needs to be radically sorted and either used or recycled. Mostly things I purchased for “free,” and mostly organic, meant for future artistic and income producing plans, and too good to just throw away.
Trying hard to resist bringing more things home (well sort of, while I’m sitting at a used, 300lbs of laminated maple table/workbench/desk). ;^) I bargained with the curved back maple chairs, leaving them at the resale shop to get a deal on the table, though.
Good morning firedogs.
Boxing Day = full slate of Premier League action. I’m a happy dude :)
Inspiration for me – My wife and daughters. We’ve done a lot this past year, both at home and out in the world. My wife’s beauty, poise, and grace under fire never cease to amaze me. My children’s willingness to give of themselves for the benefit of others is beautiful.
Expiration – I’m pretty sure I need to throw out the eggs on the top shelf of the fridge. They may be past their date ;)
Good Morning
we had a mellow day with our kids and grandkids
Santa brought me new tools for cake decorating – I am just now starting a gumpaste tiara for a princess cake. We gave and got peace of mind – bestest gift ever !
how is Sonny Boy feelin’ ?
Good Morning bgrothus, RevBev,nonquixote, JClausen, and BT
Central Texas is cold this morning, like 28 deg. cold – damn. grateful for warm house and roof over our heads.
oldnslow will be along any sec., I’m off to the craft table xoxoxo
My weather app says 28, feels like 13.
Wtf?!
Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the portion of the show where Kris has a conversation with himself because his wife is at work, his kids are still in bed, and all the firedogs are missing!
So Kris, how was your Christmas?
Oh, dude, it was great! I got a new chef’s knife and a leather-bound special edition of The Hobbit.
How about you?
Well, since I’m you, I got those things as well. I also got a few scratch-off lottery tickets and won $15!
What did you do yesterday after the gifting orgy was over?
Our one week of winter is here.
Good morning all and thanks for the postnhost bgrothus.
Ran to a friends house to check on his dog. Puppy went out the back door for some business and turned right around to back inside. It is WAY colder here than we are accustomed to. Teemps in the mid 20s but the wind out of the north has real teeth to it.
you’re killin me here
Well, cbl and oldnslow came over and they gave me Amazon gift cards. I already used them to buy a new video game. It’ll be here tomorrow :)
I helped the kids set up their new Kinect for the Xbox 360, then we jumped around the living room and played goofy adventure games. I won a gold medal in extreme adventure rafting or something.
What did you do for lunch?
Sorry for being a bad hostess. I got up way to early for the host and fell asleep.
You still there, Kris?
I reheated some lasagna that was left over from Tuesday night! It was just as good the second time around.
I saw the pictures of you jumping around. They’re saved on the Xbox. You looked ridiculous.
We’re both still here! Good morning to you.
I don’t know what xbox is, not a game?
Not really here. He’s gone off the rails.
Xbox 360.
Thanks, Barbara, this morning my connection has been expiring constantly, sorry to trivialize your very good reflections. Sorry I’m not dependable at the moment.
ear bugs currently delivering this at about 11.
Well, apparently xbox is not going to let him forget it.
Choctaw Bingo = win.
Excuuuuse me, I mean xbox 360.
Yesterday I cleaned up my kitchen and untangled some light strings to return to a neighbor. I found them in my studio from a neighborhood project a couple of years ago, and I am happy to get them back where they came from. Clearly they were not missed, but they are going back just the same.
My sister has been under the weather, so I did not bug her yesterday, but today I am going to help her out with an errand and make sure she doesn’t have some kind of real bug that needs more than whatever OTC she has been taking.
Any songwriter that can come up with this is a national treasure.
While I have connection;
https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AggRSpAEjrBomwaPMtQB6Q8szHUx-OY9EC-wKjAl8ho?feat=directlink
That’s what was showing over the fence this a.m.
Looks like you got a lot of snow!
Poetry in motion.
Beautiful! That would’ve been nice down this way.
Hear that mother nature?! Any MOISTURE would be appreciated.
Inspiration is at almost every turn for me. I liken my now frequent and very easily triggered, compassionate, high appreciation of just about everything to a definition of, “is this what someone was describing when they promised me there would be flashbacks?”
People, family, scenery, wildlife, music, food, changing light and weather outside my window, moon rising with Jupiter last night through a cold, clear,black night sky, I’m inspired, easily moved.
Turning that inspiration into any grand action or interpretation of the feeling I’m experiencing and while deeply desiring to do so, trying to share it with others is where I have been feeling that I have been inadequate to a perceived task, of late.
Aww. I hope your sister feels better!
We’ve had a little bug working its way through our family unit. Wife on Saturday night / Sunday morning, elder daughter yesterday, and now my little one this morning. It’s expressing itself differently in everyone, though.
Nonq – that you make the effort to share those things with others places you head and shoulders above most people in the US today. Well done.
Inspiring others can be hard, I think. Don’t be hard on yourself.
My father passed on his emo trait to me of getting teary-eyed or actually tears on my cheeks at the smallest things sometimes. He was like that. I once was accused of being manipulative with it, but I really can’t control it.
I love the evidence of the night visitors, myself.
They left the Bushmaster on the shelf? It’s the thing, everyone gets one, everyone has a new way of showing it off.
Creative little bugger. I have not had it yet, a friend and my sister seem to have had something similar, not the kind of fun I am looking for.
Late good morning, everyone. I’m in Indianapolis and we’re having snowpocalypse if the teevee spokesmodels are to be believed. Actually, it is pretty bad and getting worse. Very high winds and heavy snowfall, very low visibility, everything is shut down.
It is an older song. (the version i was listening to was recorded live in ’03) It is really the story of a family reunion in Oklahoma. Very entertaining story that has the north Texas southern Oklahoma culture just about right. Written and performed by James McMurtry.
Just got back on. Do not have steady connections.
Yes, the snow is being enjoyed, ChiDyke’s dog thinks he’s in heaven.
Happy day-after-Christmas. Hunker down and be safe.
Recommend having nice relaxed day around the house.
I very rarely cried until my father died. Now, anything extraordinarily beautiful to me will cause the well to overflow. Tragedy or sorrowful tears are much more rare. The emotion (full range) as you put it is within me and not something that others would easily read or be immediately manipulating to others, I don’t think.
Lately, writing, commenting on blogs, arguing politics has become the, “product,” of my emotions and inspirations. A different sort of conversion than say a turned wooden bowl, a carving, a painting, an made object in one’s hand.
I look at cooking, baking, gardening and that sort of art as very gratifying, but on a different level, more as a self-sustaining activity of necessity than other “art, which I suppose could be a topic to be discussed forever.
Coffee refill anyone?
I would be like the pupper or kitteh who turned around and came right back inside. No way I like to go out in the cold. I mean, a walk in the white stuff is really beautiful, but not with wind and snow blowing. Stay indoors and enjoy the utilities that give us heat and light. Or go back to bed and read. That’s my prescription.
I guess I better get motivated and feed the cats. They are not even around, not sure what they are doing, but sleeping in, I guess.
I just topped off my cup, thanks.
I like the idea of self-sustaining art. Never heard it put quite that way. Thanks nonq.
I need a cuppa, thanks!
Nice post, bg. It’s time to start looking back at the year that is passing and take account of all that happened. Someone told me once that there are really only two movements in the universe, expansion and contraction, and we are always engaged in doing one or the other.
The problem is that we had that quiet day yesterday, and I’m ready to be out and about. I don’t “do” quiet and relaxing too well…I’m too easily bored, I guess. Nothing except a few gas stations and drug stores was open here Christmas day, and now we’re having this blizzard and anything that was open earlier isn’t now.
Today I was to take my granddaughters (10th & 12th birthdays coming in January) for a manicure and lunch, and my daughter (44th birthday tomorrow) shopping. Hopefully can do this tomorrow and then head back to South Bend on Friday.
My daughter’s chocolate lab is doing just that. She loves the snow, so asks to be out, and 5 minutes later the high winds and blowing snow have her whining at the door, whereupon her paws need to be wiped yet again. Rinse and repeat. All day, probably.
My friends in NW PA with those many indoor days have jigsaw puzzles always going on a table, from long back in time, as a family thing.
I’m a puzzle lover. They have them all over the place at the cancer hospitals, great mind/worry erasers.
Around here, because my son-in-law is a tech geek, my daughter teaches technology at the elementary school, and their daughters are very comfortable with technology, there aren’t jigsaw puzzles, there are several electronic devices and something called Webkins, which are stuffed animals with an online component.
But in their defense, the girls spent most of yesterday with their American Girl dolls, which got new outfits and accessories for Christmas. So not an inordinate amount of screen time.
Only caffeinated today, I hope that’s OK.
I found the side wall of the garage/shop (about three feet of it) yesterday and I am trying to get the next three feet re-arranged, vacuumed and sorted, today. I did a pretty good job of getting tools back on their respective shelves last week in the opposite corner. Found a few that were temporarily EPU’d. ;-)
Thanks for the company people, and for hosting today bgrothus. Very nice diary, stirred but not shaken.
*waves to nonquixote* Sounds like a very productive day.
‘Merican Eagle.
High tech is just another level of imagination, in my mind, and I don’t have any problem with the kids doing that a lot.
My 5 year old is an expert on the iPhone. His older brother got a soldering set and a radio to build for Christmas. I wish someone had given me a set like that when I was a kid!
At those ages, I think we were not allowed to turn the radios on yet. Love kits and making things, for kids, even chemistry sets!
It is the wave of the future, better they do with it, better for all of us.
I think I mentioned before that the last time I was in Los Alamos, I met a guy who invented and then sold some kind of tech that causes all those ads on the internet links. A pain in the ass for me, who will never buy or redirect to that stuff, but I am sure he made a pile ‘o money on that. Very nice man, interesting too, I am sure.
Thanks to whomever it was that got the photo up. I am technically challenged, I know people think I don’t have a sense of humor, but I am waaay not a geek. I should add that to my list of stuff to do in 2013, more technically/computer literate.
You need to use the Firefox browser and install AdBlock Plus, and bingo, no ads!
Thanks for that, I just know nothing about this stuff, it is terrible, and I am going to work on that, take classes this next year. I really need to know more about this stuff, if only for my work. I have a friend who wants to help me with a web site and all that. I figure I have about 20 more years to be making art. Most of my life is behind me now.
woops, shit. Sorry Kit.
Not the way I think about it, I think we’ve built over a lifetime to get to where we are, that’s not behind us, it’s a part of us. We’re free of a lot, too.
Shit, I totally fucked this whole thing up now, not a very good student. I tried to do what Kip told me, after he got the photo to post, and really, I have made it worse and worse. Shit.
OK, another breath in and out. Thank you, Kris. What a fail on my part.
It looks OK to me. What did you WANT it to look like?
You missed when it turned into a warning not to use the picture and referred us to open range. Sort of.
Really, Barbara, it was funny and reminded me of some of my acrobatics with pics.
Back for a bit. I’m trying to figure out why the chair? I probably missed something.
Hi ya everyone!
That ‘splains it. Thanks.
For you to pull up.
And here’s what we got for yesterday’s celebrations;
https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Vgep_e9kHTUG1IC-YRyvhA8szHUx-OY9EC-wKjAl8ho?feat=directlink
A photo from Sonny’s b-day party
If some kind person would let me know if that worked, I’ll share a photo of Katie and Me and the mountains.
Oh, poop. It didn’t work. Will have to get another lesson from sonny.
Sorree.
You already guessed.
We look forward to seeing it on another post.
I’ve got it now. I forgot to hit the upload button on Flicker. But, it’s timing out. I imagine I’m not the only one on the planet doing this.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/85310452@N05/8310647831/in/photostream
Can’t keep a good woman down. Does anyone else talk to themselves? I said to myself, Deborah you can do this, don’t be a wimp.
Whatever would folks be doing, taking pictures, when they could be picking up after the relatives?
Ta Da!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/85310452@N05/8311694734/in/photostream/
We took a nice walk in the wash below the dam.
I’m All Cleaned Up. Except for taking down the tree.
I’ve got no shopping to do. No cleaning to do. It’s soggy after this morning’s rain outside.
I’m stumped. What to do?
Very nice, also chummy.
Thanks, Ruth. I like her.
I think I’m going out to buy a new jigsaw puzzle.
Laters.
ChiDyke’s cat has your day after Christmas occupation down
https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vIZ3ZwhlHIWw3EPy8t0MdA8szHUx-OY9EC-wKjAl8ho?feat=directlink
I wouldn’t walk through that ray of sun if I were you. Serious injury could result from sun blockage of cat.
It’s a serious love affair. These cats are used to grey Michigan weather, have taken to TX sun with great satisfaction.
So, all the beautiful people are in CA! Nice demi. M is happy to be home, there was about 40 minutes for a visit after lunch and before afternoon activities.
Nice picture Ruth. Hello to you and your visitors. Mcat discovered the footstool by the window is also 12 inches above the baseboard heat. She’s busy at the food dish and a small reward of fish for putting up with the noon-time commotion of the senior center. Seven different laps among 12 interested residents and then about twenty-five minutes solo with her former human owner.
Hi there, the chair, Ruth said that, plus also, that home/heart/land thing. Respire.
*runs through naked*
Saw it. Had to squint, but I saw it. Ha.
Hey, Kris.
I blinked.
LOL!
Huh. Never saw someone streak on a blog before. Not surprised I saw it here first!
Hi y’all! Stealing a few min to connect…cant get a signal even on 4g in Moms apt. And she hates for me to leave even briefly. Going stor crazy. Had a nice snow this am tho, and we made a quick store run in it. It was great to have on a scarf hat and goves, and get them snowy, too.
Now it’ s raining the snow away. But it came, just for me !
When I see the weather reports re Indy I think of msmolly. Glad you’re safe a nd warm.
Will have to go in a minute. So hood to see everybody here!
Nice to see you, tj. Stay warm and safe there with your mother.