About a week ago I got this for a horoscope and it's one of those rare ones that really really hit the nail on the head hard: There is a conflicting push and pull aspect today for you, Abby, which may be leaving you feeling a bit unsure of how to proceed. On one hand you may be feeling like you want to plan things out and get your emotions stabilized so that you can function at full capacity. On the other hand, there may be something pulling you up into the clouds. This is your heart talking. Listen to it and find a compromise between these two energies.
I've always hated the word compromise. I mean, why not my way? Or why not the obviously correct way? Whether or not it was my choice, things just always seemed like they could be simpler than giving in to compromise.
But then came along the last few weeks - and I've realized that compromise isn't necessarily giving in, but making your ends meet by tipping the scale a bit. Compartmentalizing your life can be soo easy. Making pieces a whole becomes a whole other art form. And art just isn't made in exact measurements.
This all is not to say that I became some kind of artist in this department of late.. however it's definetly been a recurring theme.
Sometimes I blog about something to make myself work harder at it. And for lack of other fun blog banter... this I give you: the need to not let the pieces of your life get compromised for one another. The need to recogonize the beauty in all of it and be all the pieces of yourself simultaneously. And seriously - if you have that figured out - I'd like to be the fly buzzing around your shoulders for a week or so.
this is good stuff, abacus. it's interesting how you talk about pieces... it makes me think of this line in the tori amos song "tear in your hand" (one of my all-time favorite songs), where she says "maybe she's just pieces of me you've never seen."
now, i feel like that line has profound implications, even outside the obvious realm of romantic break-ups. i constantly wonder... what are the pieces of ourselves? how come some are visible to certain people and not to others? do they always form a coherent whole? if not, is there a natural, holistic order for them that we proactively upset? or are they naturally in disarray and we have to proactively fuse them into harmony? do we add or take away pieces of ourselves based on our experiences or our decisions? i just don't know...
sorry about the all the abstraction... but it all seems fairly important to me--and these questions can be especially salient during certain experiences in life, like what abby's going through right now. i think it's worth thinking about. anyone else make anything of all this?
Posted by: nas at February 9, 2005 08:05 PMWhile I could easily reference other singers and album titles to devolve this into a lyric fest (read: Pieces of You), I shall not give in to temptation. Too late.
In all seriousness, though, you've both raised some interesting questions. The concept of pieces of self comes close to one of my recurring themes: facets. Just because there are many sides to a diamond doesn't mean it's not one cohesive hole. I can resist, once again, to reference Beck's recurring theme of 'broken diamonds.' In this case, though, it's not as a joke. I'm struggling with (or perhaps stretching) the metaphor, but in reference to Nas' comment about some pieces not being visible to others: I think someone has to spend enough time around you to see all sides. And the fact that you're constantly carving away at and polishing yourself means that it can be a shared journey.
I'll stop before I become incoherent. I have the makings of a proper response brewing in my head right now; this thread will definitely contribute to my next blog post.
Posted by: george at February 9, 2005 09:58 PM