Impact, Creativity and "How to Change the World" Plan No. 567

Originally posted on Facebook, as a note: Thursday, May 1, 2008 at 10:51pm


The Fool

The Fool desires to achieve great things in life, but does not always anticipate the hard work required. Full of curiosity and searching for answers, the Fool symbolizes a new beginning and endless optimism. He must be careful in the decisions he makes, as his lack of experience is often a hindrance. While other may avoid taking on insurmountable odds, The Fool will attempt to accomplish near impossible goals with almost reckless abandon.

I had a thought about my thesis today. I think it's fitting considering that it has now been over a year since I put that plague to rest. Suddenly today I wanted to go expand upon it. There was a draft of my conclusion that went on this tyrade about what the Marie Stopes Foundation does today and how our vision of health has changed in the last eighty years. And then I was thinking about the best question - one of the few I can remember - from my Defense: what does she mean by nutrients? That would be an amazing area to look into.

<<..and I know very few ppl have done that, and I'm a tad weary about sharing the idea on a public forum such as this, so I'm also gonna copyleft the thought. I don't plan on making money off of it, and therefore nobody else should either.>>

And it made me think about the second last note I left, about how I'm gonna change the world. Recently, I've worked with some young girls and made a conscious effort to be a "body positive" role model for them. They're all on the verge of becoming teenagers, which means the £%^& is about to hit the fan in that area, and I really want to help them feel good about that £$%^ before the fan goes too fast for them. I've dealt with the £$^% my entire life, but it's only been the last few years where I've actually been able to stop the fan. And it's tough and there was a moment when I witnessed an adult pressing the accelerate button for one of the girls and I was sick afterwards. It was even worse because the adult was supposed to be caring for the girl at the time. How can you be caring for somebody when you're fucking with their psyche that much? And if I knew that, I would feel so much better about myself right now...

I don't know if I could work with teenagers, though. I really don't feel I have the patience to be there for those hormones. I wasn't really there for myself, and I don't want to go back there...but perhaps the difference I make in this world won't be on a one-to-one level with people, although I do best at the interaction...There is another level I excelled at, and I tried it out with a kid last Monday and craved doing it again...

I've actually been missing that a lot this year, and probably because I'm not so stressed with school, I could handle dabbling back into the fine arts again. I miss the customes you hide yourself in and let your imagination run wild with. I miss not just the memorisation of the lines but feeling the words so much that it becomes reaction rather than action. In short, I miss the performance.

Hmm....we'll see. These are all new thoughts. At least my mind isn't empty with things for it to do. I just need to chose something. But, as Kristin pointed out, Edmonton is not without its art scene. Perhaps this will cover next fall and winter...and then I can move onto the next adventure.