Last night I was roaming around my studio like a visitor. I was just poking around, with no rhyme or reason. I thought about how open minded I have become about so many things in life. Deep things as well as simple things, such as what flavor popsicle I choose.
I decided that for me, this is something that has come with age. Maybe I have grown exhausted of shouting "I want the red or pink!" Or calling "shotgun" for the front seat in a car. Maybe, there isn't anyone to fight with for the front seat or for red or pink anymore… Yes, that must be it 😉
These days I like lime and raspberry and grape and orange equally. Eeeks, gasp! My 5 year old self would be appalled. "What what? We only like cherry!" she would shout, hands on hips. I can see her now.
Of course, I only surround myself with what I can live with. But I like accents of any shade and style. I like so many different things. I love romantic, modern, antique, brown, olive green, fluffy, tailored, buttoned, zipped, scalloped and on and on… It seems, these day, I like it all.
It's so wonderful that an eclectic home is embraced and admired in this day and age. So wonderfully liberating. To have bits and bobs of all sorts of things fulfilling your home's heart…
With so many choices, how can anyone choose just one? Thank goodness we don't have to 😉
The point here is, when did the shift to being open to other "flavors" happen? Did it happen to you? I noticed it happened to my Mom too. She likes things she once severely disliked. Or at least, has become indifferent to them.
And, when did a bossy girl like me who knew exactly what she wanted, shift, and now finds comfort in answering deeper questions with "I don't know." Or answering lighter questions with, "I'll take whatever flavor is available."
But wait, it gets heavier. Yes, heavier. I like to do something I couldn't stand my parents doing when I was a kid. I like to think about things before I make decisions. Ahhhhhh!
Because, yes it is true, as you know. Situations change dramatically when you walk away to think about them.
It's all so liberating. Growing up in age while keeping the eternal child in you alive is just the place to be, don't you think? All while releasing the limitations of what you will let into your world (within reason of course). It gives us room to grow and dream, me thinks…
And, it gives us room to enjoy the moment. My mind is totally alive to this moment in time. That is my new mantra. Karl Lagerfeld (I love this man) said something about time. About not crying for the past. About how you can love the past and look at it with fond memory, but to wish it back and be stuck in wanting it back, means you are not living now…
And, as my non English speaking date said to me circa 1995, in the only English phrase he knew. "Woah, that's heavy…" 😉
I love the past for the vast memories, the present for the chance to feel the moment fully and the future for what is to come…
Boy, did I wake up philosophical or what? haha! I'll tell you the truth, I have this story in my head, a deep story that visited me the other day while I was playing the piano. It actually brought me to tears while I was playing. I have been carrying it around with me. And, it has led me to visit lots of different places in my mind. But mainly the place of liberation, freedom and openmindedness.
My Mom says I emerged out of the womb screaming for freedom. I love freedom of mind. I love being open to all flavors. I love that freeing my mind let's me find stories and songs whipping around trees in the garden.
Maybe the epiphany here is that, when you let go of things, your imagination has room to grow? I don't know…
Just humble little thoughts swirling for a Tuesday…
Also, for today ~ I just popped Frida and the Butterfly in my shop, in canvas print version.
And, if you were wondering what the ribbon says, I have translated it in my shop. It's hard to make it sound as poetic or charming as the words sound in Spanish though ;) There are just some phrases and words in other languages that don't quite translate with the same feeling…
I always wish I could understand more languages when I watch all those foreign films. Just to get the true feeling…
Well, once again, I have talked your ears, or should I say eyeballs, off. So I best be off…
🖤,V
See you soooooon!
Oh hooorah for Frida in print form!! I love this beautiful piece! 🙂
Oh yes yes, it’s so funny how one’s tastes change from year to year, day to day……I love all your lovely treasures that you share!! 🙂
cheerio and cupcakes!!
I’m off to prep for a visit from My parents this week!! hoooooray! 🙂
What lovely thoughts.
I too made that shift, but I’m not sure when.
I love being a mixture of all different sorts…
lovely, just lovely.
The saddest thing is when a child grows to a certain age, childhood favorites no longer taste good … On PFC Ryan’s 18th Easter I made the traditional jello jiggler eggs, and when he bit into one he exclaimed, What did you do wrong??? These taste awful!!! And I said, Oh Boo, you just grew up! He screamed NOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooo. True story.
Happy Tuesday, Love! **kisskiss** Deb
I love that Frida print, the colors are so yummy.
Bonito,bonito,bonito…
Frida magnifica.
Besos
This must mean I am not yet an adult 😉
I got the bestest idea last night after our little talk… Or was it this morning, as soon as I woke up. Something new and exciting to work on 🙂 🙂 🙂
i love you and i love your blog!!! i am so enchanted by what you write, know, create and believe. it’s a freeing thought to know that humans like you exist in this universe and give liberty the thought of choices….
i needed to read your blog today. thank you. you have made the passage of this day a little easier for me.
i too…love frida. i studied art in college and had my painting professors in an uproar over frida (they didn’t get the connection at all).
keep blogging w/an open heart. it opens up the rest of ours….
sue
It’s maturity darling…in the BEST of forms. You can keep alive all the fanciful and magic parts and still be able to take a breath and walk away to think things through…
Why just yesterday, I was writing an email to a friend with lists and points of injustice that I believe were being done against me…it was me being very angry. And instead of sending it, I did something totally different. I erased it. And I asked myself to get real. In that moment a whole other door opened up…one that would have remained closed (I believe) if I would have done the same thing I always do…and in walking away and thinking…my whole perspective changed and a deep sense of peace washed over me (along with a WHOLE lot of thoughts and realizations…some I can remember and some I can’t but are now in there) Amazing things kept happening during the day…HUGE things. And I just smiled through everything, took a forward step, grabbed my courage and lived IT, right there in the moment! It was amazing…just the simple act of doing something a little different (like a new Popsicle flavor, which is DEEP if you’re attached to red, believe me) can effect you and everyone around you. I LOVE this growing up…we get to choose which parts we want to keep alive and then we get to really live.
So…there are some good things about growing up….or at least in growing older. I’m not quite sure I will ever grow up. But the mellowing is definitely of the good. And it’s good that being an artist of any kind sort of lets you slip out of the noose of having to be like everyone else. Being different can be hard work.
You are fun!
V~
My madness is?? I don’t know. I’m madly crazy about alot of things lately. I have found that I’ve changed a great deal over the years. I have this quest for knowledge!! I want to learn so much so quick and about so many many things. I’ve also tried to become more independent in my thinking and to be more patient.
AND I love love love your Frida print. She is GORGEOUS:-) Such bright vivid colors. LOVE IT…LOVE IT!!
Have a wonderful day!!
Kylee
Lovely positive Live for the moment thoughts. I so agree with you!
Great read. Hugs, Diane
My tastes seem to change from year to year. At this point, I’ve gone through all the broad categories of style – so now I’m also embracing eclectic style and living!
Love the colours in your Frida painting/print – so vibrant and exuberant. Delightful! I also like the statement on the ribbon!
Simply put…I always have and always will love strawberry best, but OH DOES THAT LIME TICKLE THE TASTE BUDS!!!!
Have you tried them, from Trader Joes?
Those delicious Lime Floes?
I noticed once when Mister Lovee brought you home the GOOD STUFF it was from TJ’S. I’m observant that way ;-).
If you haven’t you should!!!!
xoxo Cori
ah, nothing sounds quite so poetic as the spanish language.
my cat insists, also!
these are inspirational words. poetic regardless of language:)
“I love the past for the vast memories, the present for the chance to feel the moment fully and the future for what is to come…”
I should have that tattooed to my forehead, backwards, so when i look in the mirror it will be my mantra..
but oh goodness, i do feel silly, for not *2* minutes ago i plunked a load of freezy pops in the freezer and loudly proclaimed “Dibs on pink and bluuuueeeee!” Hee. I guess i have alotta of growing up yet. (Though, I wont turn down the occasional grape or cherry or lemon or lime…)
I’m all over the place with the enthusiastic love gene-i love girly frilly, basic black, earth tones, primary colors, or wild colors-like you said why choose when nobodys making ya??
Now I must must must go because thanks to you Ms. Fairy Brilliant Goddess of Wonderment, I can have tea with the beautiful Frida in my very own home!
You are a flavah unto yourself, sparklina!
Wow, you are so right…when we allow ourselves freedom, it is as if shackles drop from our souls…we become who we are meant to be 🙂
I think as we grow, we fall in love with different things. I love that. It reminds us we are still alive and changing.
I do love your Frida. Somethings to me sound more beautiful in other languages than english.
I’m so happy I can post again here. Yippee.
Lovely post today, I like a lot of different things as well. Lately I’ve found myself reverting to things I used to like about 7 years ago or so. I don’t know why.
Yay Frida!!!
As I have said before (but must say again), that painting is so so beautiful. There’s something so delicate about it..I can’t quite put my finger on it..it is just..stunning. It makes me feel like I’m somewhere else…does that make sense?
And..as for flavors, I eat the ones I don’t like and save the best for last. hehee
The same thing has happened to me… I think it’s got something to do with age… Things that I really used to dislike, I now, can’t live without! *teehee* My favorite colors, smells, decor, etc. Our tastes must be evolving!
Happy day and hugs!
Christina 🙂
Your Frida is quite beautiful!
My current madness is change, I’m craving a change, tempted even to live like this ->
http://www.intothehermitage.blogspot.com/
but am much too in love with indoor plumming. Instead I rearanged my living room…that will have to do for now.
Thank you again for a post that’s entertaining and thought provoking.
A truly insightful post….
I’ve been thinking of this freedom, this open mindedness a lot lately too.
Aa I approach the half century mark (just a couple of weeks away) I’m absolutely certain age should be an awakening; a time when we fully open our hearts and minds to all the possibilities, all the adventures life has to offer…
What a blessing!
~ Carolee
You scare me. You are so wise beyond your years, that I wonder what you’ll be like thirty years from now. Hmmmmm a sage, a yogi?
Even in English was you wrote on the Frida picture is poetic.
~elaine~
“”””I like to think about things
before I make decisions.””””
how wonderful!
🙂
i think i might try
that
just for
One
Day…
🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
Am I ever so glad that your blog is my first stop in the mornings! Such wonderful thoughts, and re-affirmation of what I’ve been thinking for the past couple of months now. I love how I can express myself and have that freedom to love and live exactly how I want to! My biggest problem sometimes is how to re-act to others who are still stuck in that cocoon of “sameness” where everything, including house and lives has to be one certain way, because that is how everybody else lives. If only that could feel the happiness and freedom of living their life the way they WANT!!
P.S. I made your devilishly divine eggs yesterday, and they got “thumbs up” from my crew!!!!
Have a wonderful and happy day!
Kim
You can talk my eyeballs off any day! 🙂
I like it all!!! All of it! The sorrow, the joy, the old, the new! I am so grateful for the ability to feel and change. And then change back again. lol!
I love your rendering of Frida.
I noticed a similar trend in my own life prior to loss of health/ability to get around. Not only was I open to a greater variety of literal flavors in the realm of food, but overall, I found it harder and harder to be bored by life.
For example, I found myself taking an interest in subject matters I hadn’t previously looked into – and even enjoying people, a lot, who I might formely have considered “not my type.”
I love this post 🙂 That you can still channel your 5 year old self is a feat not many possess! I don’t even remember being a youngster anymore!
I found it was less adulthood and more after I had children that made the biggest and deepest change in me. Not all of them were good, because I really used to be a lot of fun, and now I’m “Well, let’s think about that…” 😉
Hey, if you have time today, please stop by “my place” and take part in “Silly Haiku Wednesday”… it’s fun, and I just know your take on it would be sublime.
i’ve been backtracking in not only my open mindedness to change, but my tolerance of events i can’t control; obsessing over every little detail; wishing i had granite countertops instead of plain old renters linoleum.
i swear, everytime i am going through a certain situation where i need to sit back, take stock, reaffirm, and get my priorities straight, you always post thoughts on EXACTLY what i am dealing with, thinking, and working on. you help me get back on track.
amazing.
and yay!!! for frida and the butterfly in print!! so beautiful there just aren’t words in any language…
I like ALL flavors too V, yay! I’ve learned it’s easier to not be picky about certain things, tee hee…freedom huh? I like that 😉
Jamie 🙂
Never grow up! Never ever! Frida is caliente! Have you ever heard the music of Lhasa de Sela?? Wow..go check her out ..i think you will love!
Ah yes!!! With age comes permission…to accept things one had rejected in the past. I give myself permission to eat the grape Popsicle even though in the past I hated them. ROFL! I love being older…it is so much fun and has so much freedom. And the older I get; the more I can do and I have permission to sample it all!!! woohoo!!!
Hugging you sweet dear one,
SueAnn
I am mad for lilies right now, mad for iridescent white paint and glitter in all the soft colors. Dreams, izze sodas, and swimming children fill my head and I dream faery joys when I go to bed. I love your posts and always feel happy and at peace after coming here.
Blessings kindred girl.
i could not have said it better myself. yes, i love the freedom my “older and better self” has found to become all my ages together, keeping the past and adding “now” to it and tp look with hope toward adventures and wisdom to come… thanks for sharing your world with me. I ALWAYS have fun visiting there.
Love the Frida print…funny, I just posted a wallet made for a client from her 2008 (about to be tossed into the recyclng bin)Frida calendar and I thought of you because we are always guaranteed a few Frida tribute posts a year…I love her too!
So excited to get a print of my very own 😉
Frida is a beauty!
I wanted to let you know that I’m having a giveaway! Be sure to come on over and join in!
Yes, my perspective has changed as I’ve gotten older (and wiser). 🙂 So many choices and opportunities in the world; why limit ourselves to one thing? My apartment is full of an eclectic blend of old and new; I change things around all the time and when I find something else I like, some things disappear to make way for it. So glad you’ve offered your beautiful Frida painting in print form! xoxox
“Growing up in age while keeping the eternal child in you alive is just the place to be, don’t you think?”
YES! I refuse to feel bad about hanging on to the little girl within.
And I’m glad to hear you love it all too. I love so many different styles I just started considering myself quite eccentric.
I think about this frequently…the things I loathed as a child are what I crave now. The flavors seem delicious, colors are explosive & riotous, and sounds more in tune and a delight to my ear/brain. Ironic funny – I like being an open adult much more than a child.