We have spent the last two days touring Jehovah’s Witnesses’ headquarters. What did I see there? Lots of beautiful, beautiful places, people and artwork. I even knew a couple of the volunteers there. I was thoroughly impressed by what I saw. I will post the pictures when I have some time on the way home.
Yesterday, we also went to Times Square, and I was impressed by what I saw there too. So many people from all over the world, so many flashing lights and neon signs and places to go and things to do! New York City is overwhemling when you’re used to living in Detroit. Our town square is more of a 9-5 place. Detroit is a commuter town. Hardly anyone lives downtown anymore.
I want to move to New York now, terribly, terribly.
The highlight of my day yesterday was I had a chance to read this diary entry at the Apollo Theater. Yes, that Apollo. When I move out here, I intend to be a regular on Amateur Wednesday every Wednesday.
I don’t tell a lot of people that I am a writer in real life. Even if I do mention it, very few people get to read what I write. I’m kind of private about it because I don’t want to be judged. Yesterday, everybody was taken aback at my skill. I hestitate to use the word “talent”. But I’ve been writing for 14 years of my life. I should have some skill by now.
"That poem was… very deep." said the brother running the tour.
Even Dante was impressed. “Wow. “, he said, as he embraced me. “I didn’t know you had that in you.”
Anyway… the main reason I’m writing about this trip is to commerate it. This is the most spontaneous thing I have ever done in my life. I am extremely pleased with my choice to come here, even if it was last minute.
21 is the year of “yes”— yes to new experiences, yes to new people, yes to risk-taking, yes to growth, yes to love, yes to openness, yes,yes,yes,yes,yes.
I’ve spent my whole life saying “NO” to things that could have changed it.
This week has taught me the power of “yes”.
I can’t wait to post the rest of my pictures!
@1 year ago with 1 note
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The sun is shining, I’ve gotten a lot of my work done, and I’m learning how to drive my car, one day at a time. I’m almost enjoying it. Work is going okay. Working out has been a delight. I’m looking forward to going preaching this Saturday. I’m hoping to lose at least 10 pounds before March is over. March Madness starting tonight. My hair is finally growing out of that awful haircut last year, and it’s healthy. My diet has most definitely improved. I’m at the library, where the Internet access is strong and the hallways are quiet. I’m making it a goal to discover at least 3 news bands I like every day. I’m going to practise the piano tonight and retune my guitar. I’m looking at an old set of drums at a flea market to get me started. I’m reading books again. My brother and my sisters are the silliest, most intelligent, most wry, most hilarious kids I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. My parents are both working out now (WORKING OUT. THIS IS A HUGE FREAKING DEAL). My friends and I are spending more time together. I’ve spoken with my usually absent uncle this week and he seems to be doing okay. The apartment/ flat search isn’t as dire as it had once been. I feel very close to Jehovah this week. I’m not allowing any negative comments to slow me down.
I feel happy today.
Not just okay. Not just contented. Happy.
I can so get used to this…
@1 year ago
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now the joy of my world is in Zion;
Today was the first day of my circuit assembly. A circuit assembly is like a half convention. Instead of the usual 5000 people, there’s about 2500. How was it?
How is every convention? Beautiful.
The assembly’s theme was about conducting ourselves as people who love God. Whenever a person of any religion professes reverence to God, one expects a higher plane of behavior, but it seems even more so when you tell someone you’re a Jehovah’s Witness. There was a variety of subjects— gossip, love, social networking, the full time ministry, Bible reading, and growing close to God in love.
My family and I were on time, which is a big deal, because we spend an inordinate amount of time late for pretty much everything. I rode in with Bro. and Sis. Z. I straightened my hair this morning and wore black. I looked and felt great.
People that I ran into include Jon and Noor, Tony and Amy, C & A, Greek God and Goddess, Will from soccer, ‘Ello Governor and his wife Stacey, Taylor the photographer and her (tall, handsome, already-totally-married-what-a-bummer) cousin, Elijah from soccer (with the beautiful dark skin and that soft, sweetly accented voice), awkward but adorable Chad with the eyes, Steve, Joe and Steph, Blue Eyes and Sal’s mum, brother, sister-in-law, nieces and nephews, and nonna.
I also, incidentally, ran into that Chaldean guy’s family too. They always liked me way better than he ever did, and so it was a delight to see them again (and it didn’t hurt that it happened to be on a day that I looked nice).
Was Sal there? No. Had he been there this day would have been perfect. With his absence, it was just really, really excellent instead. Considering how the days have been lately, I feel blessed for really, really excellent. I will take it.
The other thing that made my day was meeting a guy whom we’ll call Dante. Dante was tall, dark-skinned and baby-faced. I was coming out of the hallway when he winked at me and smiled. I smiled back, and decided to approach him. We chatted, lightly, before bidding each other adieu. He was… nice.
Why is this random instant of flirting important? The fact that I decided to go for it at all is progress. He made a move, and I actually knew how to make one back. I felt like Liz Lemon for a moment— “BLAM-O! ANOTHER SUCCESSFUL INTERACTION WITH A MAN!”
I hope I run into him tomorrow because if I do, I’m giving him my number.
The fact that I’m willing and ready to give my phone number to a man other than Sal Paradise means that I’m
(maybe? kind of? probably? half-way?) getting over this and moving on with the rest of my life.
And other than the spiritual things to think about (more of which I’ll share when it’s all over tomorrow) , this was the other realization that made this day truly a treat.
When was the last time I felt like a day was a “treat”? I don’t even remember. I try to look at every day as a gift, definitely. Some days are so special that they are like golden apple, a prize, a day full of privilege and joy, unforgettable (e.g. Jon and Noor’s wedding).
But a treat of a day is that extraordinary little thing in-between— as sweet as a breath of air, as comfortable as your favorite pair of pants. It’s a day that is mixed just right with “ordinary” and ” pleasantly unusual”.
@1 year ago with 6 notes
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