Comments on: Time to Get A Move On It? http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/ Wed, 20 Aug 2008 13:11:35 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6 By: zhoen http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/#comment-1289 zhoen Mon, 27 Mar 2006 00:14:57 +0000 http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/#comment-1289 I'm sorry. I just found out my beloved friend has gestational diabetes. Both having worked in healthcare, this is our shared nightmare. My one wish is to die with a healthy pancreas and Islet Cells. It's a horrible disease, and I would cure it before cancer or AIDS or asthma, had I that magic wand. So. You are right to be bewildered and frustrated and frightened. But you are also right to continue to live as best you can, to love those you love and to grow and care. I’m sorry. I just found out my beloved friend has gestational diabetes. Both having worked in healthcare, this is our shared nightmare. My one wish is to die with a healthy pancreas and Islet Cells. It’s a horrible disease, and I would cure it before cancer or AIDS or asthma, had I that magic wand.

So. You are right to be bewildered and frustrated and frightened. But you are also right to continue to live as best you can, to love those you love and to grow and care.

]]> By: butuki http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/#comment-1285 butuki Sat, 25 Mar 2006 10:15:28 +0000 http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/#comment-1285 Thanks everyone. I don't know how this post turned into a lament about diabetes! It was originally supposed to be about the Daurian Redstart (man, I love bird names!) that stopped dropping by outside my studio window a week or more ago. I miss his bright, cheerful herald to the mornings and the silly flick of his tail as he sat on top of the fence. Now he's probably somewhere up in Siberia, eyeing some other lucky soul sitting by <em>her</em> window. Instad I spill the beans about diabetes. Go figure. Marja-Leena... yes, the creative outlet really does make a difference, doesn't it? And when some piece of work, say a drawing or a photograph or even a piece of writing, works its magic it is as if your body is floating on another plane. Pica, thanks. I'm glad you and Numenius are there. Inlandchi, I know that you are also going through your own struggle. Thanks for lending me your encouragement and words of... yes, really... wisdom. You might be hard on yourself, but your writing really is inspirational. Lisa, yes, the reconnection with you definitely feels great. I still have to get to that e-mail, but what I would really like is to start up hand-written letters again. I'll get back to you about that. Rana, er, thanks. I see that mark all over the place, but I have no idea what it means! What is it? An all-seeing eye? A mouth wide in horror? A person raising both arms to catch attention? A nipple? A warped representation of "lol"? The Earth in the grip of the Destroyer's clenched fist? What? What? Sasane... It's funny how, as much as I spend as much time pushing my nose into bushes and watching the life get on around me, I learn so little from what I see. Most animals go on living as best they can, full-throttle no matter how hard things are. I guess it's time for me to put away the violins and just go stomping right out that door. Thanks! Thanks everyone. I don’t know how this post turned into a lament about diabetes! It was originally supposed to be about the Daurian Redstart (man, I love bird names!) that stopped dropping by outside my studio window a week or more ago. I miss his bright, cheerful herald to the mornings and the silly flick of his tail as he sat on top of the fence. Now he’s probably somewhere up in Siberia, eyeing some other lucky soul sitting by her window. Instad I spill the beans about diabetes. Go figure.

Marja-Leena… yes, the creative outlet really does make a difference, doesn’t it? And when some piece of work, say a drawing or a photograph or even a piece of writing, works its magic it is as if your body is floating on another plane.

Pica, thanks. I’m glad you and Numenius are there.

Inlandchi, I know that you are also going through your own struggle. Thanks for lending me your encouragement and words of… yes, really… wisdom. You might be hard on yourself, but your writing really is inspirational.

Lisa, yes, the reconnection with you definitely feels great. I still have to get to that e-mail, but what I would really like is to start up hand-written letters again. I’ll get back to you about that.

Rana, er, thanks. I see that mark all over the place, but I have no idea what it means! What is it? An all-seeing eye? A mouth wide in horror? A person raising both arms to catch attention? A nipple? A warped representation of “lol”? The Earth in the grip of the Destroyer’s clenched fist? What? What?

Sasane… It’s funny how, as much as I spend as much time pushing my nose into bushes and watching the life get on around me, I learn so little from what I see. Most animals go on living as best they can, full-throttle no matter how hard things are. I guess it’s time for me to put away the violins and just go stomping right out that door. Thanks!

]]> By: sasane http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/#comment-1284 sasane Sat, 25 Mar 2006 09:13:35 +0000 http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/#comment-1284 Miguel, Butterflies break out of their cocoons not because they want to, but because they just no longer fit. The cocoon has opened on it's own and opened up the world to you. Take some time to dry your wings and taste the air, then take flight. Find a setting where you you can flourish, move to the county, find the harmony with nature that you enjoy so. You belong among the grass and mountains Miguel, not the cement and the skyscrapers... Butterflies get frightened too, but they know when it is time to fly... Miguel,
Butterflies break out of their cocoons not because they want to, but because they just no longer fit. The cocoon has opened on it’s own and opened up the world to you. Take some time to dry your wings and taste the air, then take flight. Find a setting where you you can flourish, move to the county, find the harmony with nature that you enjoy so. You belong among the grass and mountains Miguel, not the cement and the skyscrapers…
Butterflies get frightened too, but they know when it is time to fly…

]]> By: Rana http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/#comment-1282 Rana Fri, 24 Mar 2006 18:45:47 +0000 http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/#comment-1282 (o) (o)

]]> By: lisa http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/#comment-1281 lisa Fri, 24 Mar 2006 03:18:53 +0000 http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/#comment-1281 dear Miguel, sending big hugs your way. I'm so sorry to hear the news...love and strength to you. dear Miguel, sending big hugs your way. I’m so sorry to hear the news…love and strength to you.

]]> By: inlandchi http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/#comment-1279 inlandchi Fri, 24 Mar 2006 01:23:54 +0000 http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/#comment-1279 I watched the same movie last night. I felt its power. too. I felt some other things that I won't talk about now, but I want to say that truth in art always speaks to us and probably stirs up something important. I hear you saying that you are afraid to die, lose your abilities, your senses--so precious for an artist. It's not wrong to be afraid of death and incapacity; we all are. Because you have a disease, you have just realized all of a sudden, younger, what we all come to eventually. It's not an easy demon to wrestle, the confrontation with sickness and oblivion. I'm convinced it's as hard to enter "middle/old age" as it is adulthood. We have to reexamine everything, take out all the things in our closet, look at them, feel them, and toss them out to lighten the load, or kiss them and put them away, ready to carry them for a little longer. I think this necessarily stirs up a lot of emotions. I am saying you are entitled to them, you will have to look at them before you can find an easier way to co-exist. I wish you courage, which I know you have, and the knowledge that you are not alone. I watched the same movie last night. I felt its power. too. I felt some other things that I won’t talk about now, but I want to say that truth in art always speaks to us and probably stirs up something important. I hear you saying that you are afraid to die, lose your abilities, your senses—so precious for an artist. It’s not wrong to be afraid of death and incapacity; we all are. Because you have a disease, you have just realized all of a sudden, younger, what we all come to eventually. It’s not an easy demon to wrestle, the confrontation with sickness and oblivion. I’m convinced it’s as hard to enter “middle/old age” as it is adulthood. We have to reexamine everything, take out all the things in our closet, look at them, feel them, and toss them out to lighten the load, or kiss them and put them away, ready to carry them for a little longer. I think this necessarily stirs up a lot of emotions. I am saying you are entitled to them, you will have to look at them before you can find an easier way to co-exist. I wish you courage, which I know you have, and the knowledge that you are not alone.

]]> By: Pica http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/#comment-1277 Pica Thu, 23 Mar 2006 17:04:36 +0000 http://butuki.com/laughing_knees/time-to-get-a-move-on-it/#comment-1277 Hugs. Hugs.

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