I Got Nothing. Does that Mean I Got Everything?

June 21, 2014 — 14 Comments

Every few days I sit down and write a bit until the pen trails off and…I’ve come up with a shit ton of great starts but for some reason coming to a conclusion with any of these essays seems ridiculous.

“How dare I assume I know what is right?”

“Who am I to have such a strong opinion?”

And another week passes on…

For a brief spell I thought it was possible I was having a spiritual awakening because I wasn’t attached to my own ego and ideas in a way that was foreign and liberating to me. But then I realized that having the thought that you might be having an awakening means most likely you’re not.

Here are a list of the titles of the half cooked essays I’ve written over the past month.

If You Call Someone a Hipster, You are Old and Lame: This essay was nixed as I have a lot of friends who use the term “hipster” and I didn’t want to hurt their feelings. Although, it’s absolutely true that if you call someone a hipster, all it means is that you have no idea about contemporary culture, you are out of date and you might as well be complaining about “beatniks.”

It’s Okay to be Depressed: This essay was left unfinished because I assumed that if I posted it, people would think I was depressed and in fact I’m really happy right now and I don’t want people to think I’m not- which then made me realize “I guess I don’t think it’s okay to be depressed” even though I totally do think that. So I got confused…

Abundance is Another Word for Greed: This is a dangerous topic because when I lay down my wrathful guts about the darkness of gluttony tearing at the insides of our spiritual communities- I challenge all the abundance teachers out there. I start a war against the light/bright/rainbow camp and these heartfelt fuckers are powerful and vast so I’m a bit scared, but holy shit, if I could rev up…this one would feel damn good to get out.

Pigeons. A Love Story: This is a true story about a couple of pigeons who lived in my rafters. They were married and very happy together. One got trapped inside the attic when the roofers fixed the hole and the other is STILL, like right this minute, outside the hole waiting for his mate to return six months later. It took her three weeks to die inside the walls of the house. It was a fucking horror show but also incredibly romantic. Is this the kind of story one wants to hear about while scrolling through my website on a coffee break?

How Deeply Can You Rest: That’s all I wrote. Then I took a nap.

It’s been quite lovely to have the “should” and “have to” and “it’ll be good for you” voices quiet for the first time in my life. I’ve been spending time:

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But I also want you to know that I really want to know what you want – so the game is- if any of these essay teasers make you want more- tell me in the comments and I will pick the most popular to extrapolate on further.

Mainly, I wanted you all to know that even though I haven’t been saying much lately.

I’m right here.

And it feels really good.

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14 responses to I Got Nothing. Does that Mean I Got Everything?

  1. 1. depression
    2. abundance = greed
    please do both, actually all….
    Have you seen this TED talk? UPlifing and really good talk about depression.
    http://www.ted.com/talks/andrew_solomon_depression_the_secret_we_share
    So glad to have found your blog, recommended by a friend.

  2. Okay, okay…if I have to choose one….(and although the pigeon story is epic) I want the anti-abundance rant!!

    • Emelia Symington Fedy June 23, 2014 at

      The Anti-Abundance Rant is winning!!!!! I think it’s my fav too.

  3. Leila Henley June 23, 2014 at

    I would love to hear the abundance/greed one!

  4. The Pigeon Love Story please. I don’t know why … it just seems tragic and beautiful all at the same time.

  5. Go to town on the abundance teachers. I’ve been waiting for this.

  6. Start with “Pigeons. A Love Story” then follow up with “It’s Ok to be Depressed”

  7. i wanna hear the abundance one!

    the pigeon story is TOO SAD FOR WORDS.

  8. I vote for “abundance is another word for greed” — do it!

  9. Isabel Remus June 22, 2014 at

    Beautiful Emelia, dear cousin-in-law and soul sister, I would be delighted to hear any of those stories…not helpful I know, but the truth.

  10. Tell us about the abundance Emelia! We’re probably all thinking it too, at least a little bit :-)

  11. The pigeons! Au! Already it’s a story in that paragraph but yes, I’d like more.
    Also, the abundance thing I think will be tough to read but I also think I need to.
    And the depressed one. I think those are always good to know about so you can whip them out in times of need (and I also suspect that you would need to *not* be in that state when you wrote it, because when you’re depressed it tends to feel very much NOT alright).

    Thanks!

  12. Hi Emily,

    As for hipster, I personally don’t use that word, but other hippy argot does creep into my conversation from time to time. My universe has room for many different languages, even ones that are dated.

    And as for abundance and greed, I both agree and disagree. I would say, have at it, the parts of the “new age” culture that are in denial need to be challenged. Many of us agree with you, even if we are also professional manifesters and navel gazers!

    I just watched this TED talk, I think you will enjoy it: http://www.ted.com/talks/jamila_lyiscott_3_ways_to_speak_english?utm_source=newsletter_daily&utm_campaign=daily&utm_medium=email&utm_content=button__2014-06-19

    Glad you are resting, today, I am doing the same!
    Seamas

  13. Oh Emelia!

    I’m all snotty and down in Portland trying to become a yoga teacher. The pigeon one – my goodness what a tale. So sad, so moving.

    Sending hugs.

    Kristi

    P.S. I’m in NS for two more years – come visit!

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