Make It Count

Last weekend at Make It Vancouver (http://www.makeitproductions.com/) was simply awesome. A wall-to-wall crush of people for the full three days, great music and a totally upbeat atmosphere. There were some interesting outfits being sported, including a mohawk-haired woman in Buzz Lightyear pajamas (I know Vancouver is casual, but seriously?). And I'm not sure about adults wearing furry animal hats with ears. To each his/her own, I know...I know...not judging, but did make for some good people watching. For those that were wondering, maybe the only one person out there, I've decided to include the poem that is featured on my cuff bracelet that I wear all the time. It is called "Ozymandias," by Shelley, and it struck me the first time I read it in Literature 12 and it still speaks to me now.

Okay, so apparently I can't copy and paste it into this entry so the poem gets it own blog entry. I'm not that technical and it's taking too long to figure out.

Anyway, this poem is important to me because it clearly signifies how humankind's quest for domination over this planet and each other is ultimately futile. Nothing we build now, no wars, no endless quest for greed and excess - none of it will matter because in time, we all turn to dust. I'm not trying to be depressing. But I am tired of the relentless need to shop that consumes North America. With the coming of American Thanksgiving this week, and the news anchors already gearing up to cover the line ups, chaos and maybe even more deaths by shopper stampede, it puts me off even thinking about presents. We don't need anything. None of us really do. Does this make me sound like a hypocrite? Here I am making jewelry that I really want you to buy but I'm saying "hey, don't shop." I like giving gifts. I like seeing someone receive something that makes them feel special - that's a great feeling and it can be wrapped up in a pretty package. But we need to chose thoughtfully - not just whatever is on special, or the latest gadget just because it's what everyone has.

And even more importantly, we need to treat each other better in the here and now. Be kinder, be more understanding, be forgiving of other's foibles. While our buildings and bodies will eventually crumble, we can at least control the here and now and make it worthwhile. We won't be remembered for having the biggest house, or the most stuff, but we will be remembered for being simply a good person. I've recently been dumped by a friend for some unknown unforgiveable sin - several weeks of nonstop migraines, lots of product to build so no time for long phone convos, too big a muffin top - I really don't know. I fell out of touch for a couple of weeks and boom - not on the cool list anymore. No hard feelings on my part- disappointed that it happened when I don't know what I did, but I'm not going to grovel. If that is what she wants, then I guess the relationship wasn't what I thought it was. I've been mulling it over constantly to try to figure it out, but no more. I can't keep blaming myself for being busy and in a pain-killer induced stupor. It's not what I would do to someone, but as I said before, to each their own. I wish her well.

So hopefully tonight I will actually sleep and not rehash anymore. Insomia and migraines. Great combination. Anyway, back to work making more gifts....I'm doing two charm bracelets for some high school coaches. Each charm will have the number of a player on it. It's a very thougtful gift that will be remembered. The kind that brings a smile to one's face and the warm feeling inside that you really matter to someone and won't be easily forgotten or dismissed.