life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

Don't Talk Like That...

I write to find out what my heart thinks....
I write to expose and work through the ugly parts of this disease, open heart surgery that was less than successful and more recently an S-ICD (internal cardiac defibrillator) implanted in my chest that will hopefully restore my heart beat in case of sudden cardiac death. I am here to celebrate my life, to uncover my fears, to hold on to love, to learn how to live a full life with heart failure, to honor my creativity, and to explore all of my emotions out loud ...before anyone can say
"Don't talk like that!"


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Friday, August 19, 2016

Being an artist means....

I took a lesson from Neil Gaiman….

“And when things get tough, this is what you should do.
Make good art...
I'm serious. Husband runs off with a politician? Make good art.
Leg crushed and then eaten by mutated boa constrictor? Make good art.
IRS on your trail? Make good art.
Cat exploded in the microwave? Make good art.
Somebody online thinks what you do is stupid or evil or it's all been done before? Make good art.
Probably things will work out somehow, and eventually time will take the sting away, but that doesn't matter. Do what only you do best. Make good art......Make it on the good days too.”
So...Did it make things any better...no…
but I lived through it, and I will keep living through it, until I don’t.  
"Heal Yourself"   Ruthie Foster

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