tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3167059509279665711.post287037436346902692..comments2023-04-02T04:57:49.877-07:00Comments on Beauty and Imperfection: Yucky Monday MorningJamie Goldberghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900972397725351825noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3167059509279665711.post-43546496045029051852011-01-19T04:58:36.240-08:002011-01-19T04:58:36.240-08:00Clarinet was my major, but I also studied piano an...Clarinet was my major, but I also studied piano and singing and enjoyed those even more. Unfortunately I have, over the years, gotten some really ignorant comments from people, regarding my education. Of course, the key is not to internalize the negativity. It was only recently that I realized how much I had done that. I'm better at stopping it these days.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3167059509279665711.post-73293921390025336882011-01-18T08:07:57.999-08:002011-01-18T08:07:57.999-08:00Ms. M, I'm sure that you must have received la...Ms. M, I'm sure that you must have received lasting value from your education. The experience of going to school and earning a degree, or even not earning a degree, provides us with so many rich experiences that shape our character. Isn't it a terrible feeling to feel that you are a fake? If you look at it rationally it is so obviously untrue, however, when it comes to ourselves it can be so difficult to seeing things clearly. Sometimes we imagine that other people are judging us when we are doing it to ourselves.<br />What instrument did you play? I started out as a piano major.<br /><br />La Belette, thanks for commenting. I don't know how to respond because there is so much in your comment for me to contemplate. I will have to explore the "degree of loss". Thanks for valuing what I write. At my core I value it, but when hormones are raging it is hard to find the peaceful core.xo back at you<br /><br />Froogal, what a dream?! Have you started to take care of the "baby" in your real life. Dreams are so amazing. Whenever my dreams start to shift, for the better, I know that something has changed within me. I love entering the world of sleep even when it is unpleasant.<br />Thanks for valuing my writing. I value your beautiful work as well.Jamie Goldberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07900972397725351825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3167059509279665711.post-88764984718874682822011-01-17T19:52:22.773-08:002011-01-17T19:52:22.773-08:00well...I am really bothered by the fact that someo...well...I am really bothered by the fact that someone actually felt it at all meaningful to leave a negative comment, that says to me that there is something lacking in that person, certainly not in you. <br /><br />Your posts are very generous of spirit and that is why they are endearing and they take me away with you and that is special. Please remember that the creative and artistic writing that you do is unique to you, it is your own special voice and it is valid no matter what comment anyone leaves. Continue doing what you do for the sake of the joy that it brings you and if it brings joy to no one else but you, it is meaningful...but trust that if it touches one person than that is a gift.<br /><br />...and btw...I have a reoccurring dream about a baby that is mine that I have not taken care of, I have forgotten to feed it and change its diapers...those are the dreams of a 59 year old that listened to what other people thought for too many years!froogalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01062921574441301804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3167059509279665711.post-458406043503750332011-01-17T13:37:26.133-08:002011-01-17T13:37:26.133-08:00Math? Hmmm....numbers. What didn't you count o...Math? Hmmm....numbers. What didn't you count on? What doesn't add up? What losses are you feeling, subtraction? How do you feel divided? Maybe the criticism of your post doesn't add up and it has taken from your sense of feeling good about your post( which I enjoyed). Was your authority called into question by someone not enjoying something you do? A phrase came to me as I read this, "a degree of loss". Not sure if it means anything to you.<br /><br />Writing does have value( weight/worth). And your writing is valuable to you and to others. No one's opinion can take away your inherent worth. I am glad you wrote this a.m. <br /><br />Big hugs to you.xoLa Belette Rougehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05686717070120116918noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3167059509279665711.post-72468770314604531052011-01-17T09:49:22.701-08:002011-01-17T09:49:22.701-08:00I have that "fraudulent" feeling quite o...I have that "fraudulent" feeling quite often. My degree was in music, but I didn't continue in that field after finishing school. I know that some people assume I didn't actually do any serious work or study for that degree, and/or that the school was not sufficiently prestigious, or that I didn't receive any lasting value from my education. All of these assumptions are so totally untrue. <br /><br />And yet, sometimes I feel like I'm not entitled to be as proud of that particular accomplishment, as say, someone who is currently working in the music field. It feels as if I didn't really earn the degree. But I did, just like everyone else who has that degree.<br /><br />As for the person who didn't enjoy your post, I find that really puzzling. I can't find anything in the post that could cause someone to react strongly enough to write an e-mail criticizing it. Maybe something in it just struck a nerve about something they've been bothered about in their own life? Or maybe they thought you wanted feedback about your writing and they were just offering a critique of sorts?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com