Replacing The Virgin Mary With Lady Liberty
I like to sit and think on my words, and I like to draft, draft, draft and then ultimately scrap or keep them. I want the words I write to read well, and without a stream of profanities. (But sometimes just shouting 'bollocks' is really all you can do). Remember when I wrote this, and then said this? Obviously they were linked.
In 1793, during the French Revolution, Lady Liberty replaced the Virgin Mary on several altars at Notre Dame. The cathedral itself was rededicated to The Cult of Reason, and later, The Cult of the Supreme Being.
In trying something new there are going to be things we're failing at. The age old adage of "If you're not failing, you're not learning" and other trite, one liners are easy to say but not so easy to take on board. When we work within our comfort zones we become complacent, that it'll always be like this, or at least I do, or should I say, I did.
Does that sound arrogant? It's not supposed to, because there is no arrogance in doing well because you're repeating the same old formula, the same routines, and patterns. I notice several people on twitter who are despondent because of perceived failures and 'I've taken a step back'. For all the inspirational quotes around failure we need to feel them. We need to look at where we want to be and see that if we can be brave enough to ask for feedback, ask to see where others see a room for improvement, we will get there.
In 1977 many stone heads were found during excavation nearby Notre Dame these were from the 13th century when the statues of the biblical kings of Judah (incorrectly perceived as kings of France), located on a ledge on the facade of the cathedral, were beheaded.
We're bombarded with success stories of entrepreneurs that have made it in the online world - they're building empires and living this pinterest-worthy-freelance life. There's plenty of posts on how-to but (for my eyes only) none that really discuss how heart-breaking it is to put effort and love into a project just to be rejected. Surely we've all had that moment where we tried, we tried hard and it didn't work out, so we got drunk and then ugly cried all over the place? That it took days for our resolve to come back and that we felt able to say "I'm coming out fighting"?
The Cult of Reason perpetrated human beings as the most significant and central species on the planet. The goal of the cult was that of perfection of people through truth, liberty, and the human faculty of reason. In the words of painter Antoine-François Momoro, "Liberty, reason, truth are only abstract beings. They are not gods, for properly speaking, they are part of ourselves."
Please, tell me to be quiet if you already know this.
In trying something new I have learned so much already, and I am continuing to learn and develop skills - but when I first had that hit of disappointment, all I could say were profanities and all I could think went along the lines of "I'll never actually achieve this, will I?". It took a few days (after a night of far too much alcohol and 14 hours asleep) for me to be able to open my emails and to continue chasing the dream.
I want to leave this on a positive note, and from some beautiful words from Rae, because hot damn, she's got it right.
We have been led to believe that coming-of-age age is something that happens to the Holden Caulfield in all of us. But we are terribly wrong.Because it’s happening all the time over and over and over again as we grow and constantly encounter new moments in different periods of our lives that will mark some kind of turning point for us. Coming of age is not just something sloppy egotistical teenagers with too many emotions and hormones go through.