Oh, Sylvia

One of my new favorite blogs is Lil Blue Boo.  The blogger was recently diagnosed with some serious cancer, but she has this whole “choose joy” philosophy.   Literally, her posts are filled with sunshine and magic, and it’s incredible to see someone going through something so scary, but continue to live a full and joyous life.  She is so inspiring and I pounce on her blog when a new post shows up in my google reader.  She has such a way with words and her story is so optimistic, even in the face of chemo and adversity.  She blogs about her journey through cancer, her beautiful daughter, and her booming fabric design business and a little of everything else in between. 

Today, she posted a little blurb by Sylvia Plath which really struck a chord in me.  The timing of reading this couldn’t be any better.

Write about your own experience. By that experience someone else may be a bit richer some day. Read widely of others’ experiences in thought and action – stretch to others even thought it hurts and strains and would be more comfortable to snuggle back into the comforting cotton-wool of blissful ignorance. Hurl yourself at goals above your head and bear the lacerations that come when you slip and make a fool of yourself. Try always as long as you have breath in your body to take the hard way, the Spartan way – and work, work, work to build yourself into a rich continually evolving entity.
– Sylvia Plath

I love the part about reading other people’s experiences and writing of your own.  We can all help each other out in some way if we’re just open to learning.  I also love her directing you to “hurl yourself at goals,” because I couldn’t have said it any better myself.  If Sylvia had only known about  blogging in her time, she would have been a sensation on the interwebs, I’m sure. 

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Things to Worry About

I read a lot of blogs, and one that really stood out today featured a letter that F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote to his daughter in 1933.  I had to share, becuase I love it and think it’s brilliant.

Things to worry about:

Worry about courage
Worry about cleanliness
Worry about efficiency
Worry about horsemanship

Things not to worry about: 

Don’t worry about popular opinion
Don’t worry about dolls
Don’t worry about the past
Don’t worry about the future
Don’t worry about growing up
Don’t worry about anybody getting ahead of you
Don’t worry about triumph
Don’t worry about failure unless it comes through your own fault
Don’t worry about mosquitoes
Don’t worry about flies
Don’t worry about insects in general
Don’t worry about parents
Don’t worry about boys
Don’t worry about disappointments
Don’t worry about pleasures
Don’t worry about satisfactions

Things to think about: 

What am I really aiming at? 
How good am I really in comparison to my contemporaries in regard to:

(a) Scholarship
(b) Do I really understand about people and am I able to get along with them? 
(c) Am I trying to make my body a useful instrument or am I neglecting it? 

With dearest love,

Daddy