This year, 2016, inspired, I decided to participate in the #365grateful project where you commit to taking a photograph of something you are grateful for every day of the year. At the same time, I had become interested in what Instagram was about, mainly through my daughter @hellodanz. So, Instagram became a way to do the 365grateful.
Because of my new passion for songwriting as my creative outlet, I followed this link provided by a writer/artist I follow - Austin Kleon, a New Yorker article on how songwriters are being shafted in the age of streaming. Another example of corporations doing what they can to get "theirs" at the expense of the creators that make it all possible. As I write this, I am enjoying Apple Music, taking advantage of a 4-month free trial. I enjoy it, but not 9.99 a month worth, and not after reading this article.
Definition of wormhole: A wormhole is a theoretical passage through space-time that could create shortcuts for long journeys across the universe. www.space.com/20881-wormholes.html
Internet wormholes are when you start out looking for one thing and then kind of randomly or intuitively follow links any which way. I found this that describes the experience:
So this is a thing: And here is a short description of my latest travel down an internet wormhole to illustrate my state of being right now.
I remember wanting to be a songwriter way back in my teens when thinking about what you want to be when you grow up. I have some old pamphlets from the 70s to prove that it was in my mind that long ago. The journey from then to now has been a story of straying from dreams to fulfillment.
For the past 2 Mondays at the Island Girl Power facility in Dededo, Guam, I have been teaching a creative writing class to the adult volunteers. The thrift store is closed on Mondays and reserved for training if it is available. I am used to having to work harder to get students to write. This class of about 10 adults is the best class ever.
One of the reasons I wanted to maintain this blog was to motivate myself to be creative, and at the same time, motivate others to be creative. Well, then life comes along and there go the best intentions.
While I am cleaning, I come across bits and pieces of myself in the things that I have saved. I came across this hymn, Tu' has venido a la orilla, You have come down to the seashore, a couple of times, and because it is Holy Week, I decided to pay attention to this. If it happens once, it may be insignificant but two to three times, gets to be a message.
As I am cleaning, I come across old pieces of writing that evoke significant memories. This is a good one. I think it may be a children's book sometime in the future. I wrote it before I was a Math/Science specialist, I think. As I recall, I used to do a writing lesson called Extraordinary Stories. I wanted the kids to share, and I wanted it to be a safe space, (there may have been a bully in the class I was worried about) so I wrote this to get that idea across. Here it is:
Before I leave to Guam, I wanted to have my living area in some kind of order. (Yeah, because my sister is coming to visit my mom when I'm gone and I didn't want her to see my mess.) It was a mess for a couple of reasons. One, I was a teacher so a bit of a packrat, and I had some boxes that I had brought home from school that still needed to be sorted out. Two, I have an aspiration to be a collage artist, so I would save random stuff thinking it would be good for collage.
This is what I have been working on, pretty much like a full-time job since January. It's done and available on Amazon! The story of how this came to be can be traced to adolescent angst while I was growing up in Guam.
Diane Aoki is a writer who explores other modes of creativity as her intuition leads her.
... a blog to make sense of the world through writing and acts of creativity, to reflect on and respond to the crazy world in which we live. Can beauty, creativity, compassion, and activism emerge from this tension?