Living up to my own visions is really a battle. When there is a long pause in these letters to myself, it means I have jumped onto other peoples projects. I have found a way to help them. And it is so much easier to invest in others than to invest in myself, in my own vision- my self claiming, self maKing. I have said this before, somewhere. This is a looping realization. But how do I change what needs to change? How do we step into a new process?
is there still time to claim the self knocking from within, the self asking, pleading, what does the world feel like, how does this feel like when the internal images and doings come into something real? Do they fall apart, are they insubstantial?
About noah crowe
I was born without a name. Later my family named me Noah Crowe. Crowe is my father's last name. I am an artist. Rather, I am a human being, seeking to know what I am. I am writing this blog to document my quest to know who I am in this world for my unborn son (and/or daughter). My father never passed on his journey to me, and I believe that it is story and ritual that informs our world; the worlds we live in, internally and externally. This is my way of giving myself, and my potential son, a window into this process of finding spiritual meaning and service in a culture that I find to lack the foundation of integration between the spiritual, the communal, and the societal.
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