FishGoddess

Sara Sebastian
CRWR 230
Fish Goddess (Edited)

Once winter consumes trees’ greenness,
Miniature crimson berries burst
The white origin.

Out of the freshly blanketed leaves
Brings a sparrow and her voyage,
To gather the winter berries for her
Hungry, desperate offspring.

Below the Fir, there is a pond - a playground now.
Amelia gracefully glides over
Fallen berries on her new pair of skates,
This missed dinner now stuck to her sharp blade.

In the cold winter noon sun, the birds remain
Unfed, and the tree feeling ungenerous.
Meanwhile, Amelia prances and carves out
Her new ice castle territory.

The blusterous wind breathes through its gills,
But needs an outlet for all of its strength.
The wind’s intuition tells it to exhale its power
On the human, never the bird or the tree.

Peace

So last night, I made a wish. I could wish for anything in the entire world. If I wanted a trip to the Seychelles on a private boat, I could wish for that. If I wanted doughnuts for the rest of my life, that too was a possibility. Or, the ability to live forever, fly, read people's minds, become the first woman President were all great contenders.
Instead, I only wished for one word. I guess it was pretty vague, and I suppose it was kind of designated for my personal use (and for people who I interact with, and for ...)
But I wished for peace. Hmmm, way to be original, yeah peace, love happiness, etc, etc..
What does peace mean for you?
Last night, it meant being content with myself, so incredibly content, that my mind could not wander even if it tried to, in another place already seen or somewhere unseen. It meant allowing whatever feelings that arose to come in, it allowed any unsettling sentiments to leave if they wanted to; without force, only by freewill. It meant being independent while also permitting myself to enjoy one's company, to be okay with the chance of missing them when they've gone.
To feel full to the very brim of peace when they've gone.

Clearly, I can't get enough

More pictures..and yes, that family sippin' some champagne in NOLA is at 10:03am..

Gratitute

This week, I was beyond stressed. Classes starting, me in a new environment, starting ballet again, mad that I am not farther along in the editing process with my documentary ... ETCETERA. Really, those are all very trivial things to have worries over. Firstly, the fact that I am enrolled in higher education is rare thing in the world, especially for a woman. I am grateful to be learning in a safe environment with other students who can sometimes respect my opinions.
Secondly, thank the little squirrel I am in a new environment. What am I stressed out for? New environments + me = thriving.
Thirdly, ballet is one of my top 3 passions in my entire life, all nineteen years of it.
Fourthly, holy shit- did I just go on a 15 day train trip by myself, across the country, and DOCUMENT it? The people I met? People actually opened up to me and I GOT THAT ON FILM?
Self pity, you have escaped me.