Above image: Hechizo-Noctambulo
“For far too long we have been seduced into walking a path that does not lead us to ourselves. For far too long we have said yes when we wanted to say no. And for far too long we have said no when we desperately wanted to say yes… When we don’t listen to our intuition, we abandon our souls. And we abandon our souls because we are afraid if we don’t, others will abandon us.”
Terry Tempest Williams
We must have beauty and we must have mystery in life. I refuse to live in a world populated with facts and data exclusively. I want to live where people create art and enchanting stories, where crazy love reigns supreme, where dreams and fantasy are respected.
Life is punishing enough even with these things; without them it becomes unbearable.
No. I’ll be over here making art, thank you all the same.
Yes, I have tried to make money in this transactional society, and even succeeded for a time redoing beautiful old houses, but that connection to beauty made it possible for me. I don’t have the talent for spotting a mechanical trick that reveals a pot of gold under it. I have to love it for the beauty in it.
Here I am writing on Medium and all I can do is focus on “Beauty and Meaning.” Is there a readership for that? I would dearly love to get off the dole and make some real money, but I have two handicaps, or maybe three.
I won’t lift a finger if I don’t love what I’m doing, I’m pretty clueless about other people's, even Medium’s rules and regs, and I’m “eccentric” or as my wife says, pigheaded.
I have a hard time fitting in.
Look, if I could fit in I would. I’d love to. I just want to follow my true bent while doing so. Is that too much to ask? I grew up with the idea of needing to accept my role of outcast just because Beauty was my guiding light, not money and certainly not fame.
The idea that writing on Medium is a marathon not a sprint is easy to accept. I’ve been on this Beauty-Meaning marathon for almost eight decades. It’s who I am. I believe, however, that we artists deserve to be respected and well paid by our societies. We should not be beggars in our world. We contribute, after all, a nourishment of the soul.
We are valuable — essential, in fact — members of society.
- Anima Fire is my publication