Thinking About Beauty

This week is Social Media Week here in Chicago.  Had to start the week off with a blog before I head over to the Merchandise Mart to pick up my pass and hit my first session of a solid week of Social Media talk for myself.

So this morning I had a short exchange with a friend that got me thinking about beauty.  Anyone who knows me knows that my mind is constantly spinning off into tangents.  Couple that with my memory issues, and within 5 minutes, I have no idea where I started.

But first, I was thinking about the person I was talking to.  From there, I started thinking abstractly about beauty.  Often, when we think of “beauty”, for many of us, a picture of a person pops into our head.  I find this unfortunate, because beauty has so many facets.  I think we often hear media talk about “beauty” as it pertains to a person, that we often forget about things like the beauty of the human spirit.

I’m a person who loves beauty in all its facets.  On Friday, I went to a fundraiser.  At the fundraiser, there were pictures from an exhibit about Afghanistan.  I mentioned to a woman that they were fabulous pictures, but I’ve seen very few pictures that actually do Afghanistan justice…it is an absolutely beautiful country.

“When people talk about Afghanistan, I don’t think I’ve ever heard them refer to the beauty of the place.”

It is beautiful.  Perhaps that fact escapes them…perhaps it just never comes up.  But that’s one of the things that popped into my mind as I was driving in the sun of this beautiful Monday morning.

From there, I started thinking about all the beautiful people that I have in my life, and I get to spend time with.  Whenever I think about beautiful people, the first person who usually comes to mind is my dear friend Beena.  Whenever I talk about Beena, I always say “…aside from being a physically beautiful woman, she has one of the most beautiful souls that I’ve ever encountered.”  I’m fortunate that I have a lot of friends like that in my life.

Then my mind wandered to all of the beautiful people that I got to spend my weekend with.  This Saturday, I went out to watch the fights.  My friend Veronica was there, who is beautiful inside and out, and although I don’t think we could be more different, and sometimes I want to throttle her, my life is enlightened by the beauty she brings to my life.  Then there was Phil, whom I’ve always appreciated for the beauty of his honesty.  He has no problem separating the wheat from the chaff, and that is exactly how and why we become friends…and with him was his girlfriend Karina, who is a very physically beautiful young lady, and was an absolute delight to chat with.  Then there was Daniel and his female friend. Daniel is a beautiful soul with a keen eye for social justice, and human rights.  I love people who think so far above and beyond themselves.  I find selflessness very beautiful.  And then on both Saturday and Sunday evening was my friend Karina.  A new friend; I’m having the pleasure of meeting and getting to know a new friend who brings a new shade of beauty to my life.

On Sunday I got to train Jiu Jitsu…and while I was on a mat getting beat up by a roomful of alpha gorillas and savages…they are all beautiful people. The caliber of character I encounter at training is the reason I’ve remained there for the entirety of my Jiu Jitsu journey, and why I intend to stay there.
And then of course, is the woman whose conversation sparked this entry, Ophelia.   While I don’t know her very well, I do know that she is very sassy, and endearing, wrapped in a visage of exceptionally exquisite beauty.

My friends often tease me by saying “You think everyone is beautiful” or “You think every girl is cute”.  And yes, that is true…because they are.  Who am I to say that someone isn’t beautiful…or this person is less beautiful than another.  My views of beauty certainly don’t jive with the popular notions of beauty…but I”m totally ok with that.  I know I get that from my father.  I rarely recall him calling any woman anything other than beautiful. The first thing he’d say to any of my friends was “Aren’t you the cutest thing?”  He appreciated beauty, in all its facets.  That’s mad hip.

And of course you have the sexual aspects to it all as well.  Being in the presence of a beautiful woman is like…to me…it’s like being in the rays of the sun on a beautiful spring day.  It makes you feel…hmm…wow, I don’t know the word for it.  I suppose it’s like sitting in a bathtub that’s just the right temperature.  But yeah, it makes you feel alive. When I first met Ophelia, I was like “Wow…Umm….wow” and then pretty much avoided her.  Sometimes sunlight can be too intense. I dig that too.

So yeah….I’m thankful for all the beautiful people in my life, as well as all of the beautiful things I get to see day in and day out.  I try not to take any of those moments for granted…and I often fail, but then I have mornings like today to remind me all over again…and I guess that is a part of life.

Around and Around….Revolutions….Revolutions…

My mind is in a spin today.  Some days it’s relatively calm, and some days it just churns…spinning and spinning.

A week or so ago I was having a conversation with a dear friend of mine.  She visited me a year ago.  We were talking about the visit, and I really couldn’t recall much of it.  Apparently we went to a Teavana, and I was charming the knickers off the women who worked there, and when I stepped away for a moment, the young ladies told my friend that I seemed like an amazing guy, and that she better hold on to me…blah, blah, blah.  I don’t recall any of this.  Even in retrospect…nothing.

“You know that’s a symptom of PTSD right?”

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Expanding Oneself…One Experience At A Time

I love new experiences.

They nourish my soul…like they make me feel alive in a way that simple day to day motion does not.

My desire for new experiences has taken me all over the world, and served me well.  I’ve been fortunate enough to have had a multitude of experiences that many even older than me haven’t.

And when you had a desire for new experiences with a little dose of courage, there’s not much you can’t do.   Continue reading

Strange Moments: The Kid With the Dum Dums

:So I went to this really cool event in Chicago called ACTIVATE: Couch Place.  It was basically an outdoor dance party/art exhibition…staged in a pseudo alley in the downtown area.

I rarely drink, but I had 2 glasses of wine.

In rapid succession.

Which may have left me feeling buzzed.  Which in and of itself is sad.  2 glasses of wine.  I have the alcohol tolerance of a skinny 5th grader.

But beyond that…wine makes me feel…

….weird.

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This Might Be Controversial…

So, something I don’t have issue with….is being controversial.

While I always try to be a pleasant, and kind person…I have no issue offering my opinion.

Now, the problem with that is that my opinion often seems to be out of the scope of the norm.  I’m not exactly sure why that is…but I just often feel like it only takes a few minutes before someone is in some variation…offended.   Continue reading

A Tragedy in Multiple Acts

I’m actually sitting in a bar/restaurant as I begin this post. I’ve been feeling really empty as of late. Low serotonin days…one after another. I was talking to a friend about this…actually the friend I am with now, and I think she hit on the head what I’ve been feeling: 

I just miss intimacy. Which is like the loneliest thing one can miss. Not even sex, but passion you know? 

Yeah…I know. She just came from the bathroom, so I’ll finish this later.

I suppose I spend so much time living in the brighter side of my conscience…sometimes you gotta have bad days. 

Loneliness has been an overwhelming feeling as of late. Sometimes the feeling seems intensified by being around people…which is odd…but in some ways makes perfect sense. I feel like a lot of people don’t really get me. I find myself feeling out of place more and more as of late. 

Maybe I am. 

So Here’s The Problem

So on my way to work today, I decided to check out the new Kanye West track “All Day”.

Now, I would never label myself a Kanye West fan per se, but he is from Chicago, and I do have a special place in my heart for Chicago area artists (Kanye West, Common, Rhymefest, etc).  Also, I’d read a few music news outlets who had heralded this track as Kanye West busting out as a real lyricist with great musicality, blah, blah, blah…

So I listened to the track, which will be in rotation 24/7 on Urban Radio stations from here till May.

The only problem?

The track ain’t s**t.

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In 2015…Find Your Hype!

I’ve been told that my life experiences have left me with a nice amount of wisdom. I’m not sure if I agree, but I feel that we all have something to impart on others.  I’m trying really hard to make 2015 an awesome year (insert Kid President voice right there), and I’d like to perhaps influence others to do the same. Needless to say, my year is off to a very rough start, but I’m keeping my head up, and hoping for the best.

So, if we’re going to take the world by storm in 2015, I think the first thing we have to do is find our hype.

What is “a hype” you say?

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Hitting Rock Bottom

I happened to come across this video this evening while scrolling through Facebook. I can say that it hit really close to home. I even got a little teary eyed.

The one thing that resonated with me the most was the reiteration that many people fall on hard times.

Well, I’ve been really embarrassed to find myself in the situation that I am one of those people.

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