The Awakening: Part 1

The Awakening: Part 1

The Awakening: Part 1

A short story by Eric Huber in three parts.


The newly constructed shelf collapsed, sending boxes crashing down and scattering their collected contents spanning decades across the shed floor.

“Dammit!” Jake muttered.

The dog padded into view and tilted her head as if to ask, ‘Are you okay?’ Her tail wagged slowly.

Jake, more than a little irritated at yet another setback in organizing the years of accumulated

junk, scowled at the dog and said a little too angrily, “What?!”

The dog’s tail stopped wagging, tucked between her legs, and her head sunk a little as she plodded off across the carport.

Jake immediately felt guilty.

“Shaggy?” he called out. But Shaggy wasn’t up for more abuse and just laid down on the cement, letting out a little huff before turning away from him.

Jake sat down too and started putting the scattered contents back into his neatly organized boxes. He picked up the first item and turned it over in his hand. “Seriously, Shaggy, why am I keeping a cast iron bulldozer my grandfather gave me when I was ten?”

Shaggy moved her eyes towards him. Her tail wagged a few times, but she remained otherwise still, refusing to get up.

diggerOf course, Jake knew that answer. The bulldozer was a replica of a huge Caterpiller used for excavating. He had spent his summers with his grandparents, and each day his grandfather would take him out to the IHOP for pancakes and blueberry syrup. Afterwards, they would head out to the quarry that his grandfather owned.

What fun for a little boy. Big “Diggers,” massive “loaders,” a fleet of dump trucks and gigantic ranges of mountains made of gravel from the mammoth rock crushers that filled the air with constant grinding and dust.

Such a flood of memories.

“I can’t throw this away, Shaggy,” Jake said as he rubbed his temples. He always got headaches when going through the junk. Maybe it was some allergy to mold or mildew.

Shaggy finally gave in and lifted her old bones off the pavement.

Jake finished packing up the “Grandpa” box and set it aside as Shaggy came over and laid her chin on his knee.

“That dog is pathetic,” Kenny said, walking into the carport. Shaggy spun around and rushed to him as Kenny bent down and smothered the dog with affection. “Pathetic. Yes, you are,” he repeated several times. It was always amazing to see such a big burly guy go all soft and talk baby talk to a dog. “Are you STILL sorting through all this junk?”

“Shut up.”

“Make your sisters take some of it to sort and store.”

“They don’t have the space and don’t know what some of it is anyway. I’ll give them the stuff once I sort it all out,” Jake told him.

“Dude, I told you when your ex just left everything for you to deal with, just burn it all and be done with it. Half this stuff has been boxed already for 5 years and hasn’t been opened once. Do you even know what’s in them?”

“Nag. Nag. Nag. My ex didn’t nag me as much as you do,” Jake complained. “I don’t know why I’m keeping it. I just – feel like I have to. It’s part of me. My history.”

“Yeah? Well, if you aren’t making little notes and attaching it to each piece of memorabilia, it’s not going to do anyone any good after you’re gone.”

“True. Maybe it’s just for me.”

Kenny’s cell phone rang at that moment. With a quick glance before answering, he said, “It’s Gwen.”

“Yo.”

Kenny’s eyes darted around the shed and finally alighted on the object for which he was searching. He took a few steps and picked up Jake’s cell phone.

“Yeah. I’m over at his place now, and he had his phone off,” he said, scowling at Jake and showing him four missed phone calls. “What good is a phone if it’s not on?”

“The phone is for my convenience, not the convenience of others,” Jake replied in faux indignation.

“Blah. Blah. Blah. Here,” Kenny said, thrusting the phone at Jake, “She wants to talk to you.”

“Hey boss!”

“Don’t make me smack you. Quit calling me boss,” Gwen spoke.

Even though Gwen actually was Jake’s boss, they had become best friends. She took care of him whenever he needed help but only let him help her with small things. There had never been any romantic involvement or tension except when things were busy on the job. In fact, he had rarely seen her with her long, flame-red hair let down. She always kept it pulled back tight and professional, even after hours.

While only 5’ 6”, she easily commanded any room she entered. She was clever, resourceful and could get a whole room laughing. Her beauty was the kind that could keep men off balance in business but that was not so striking that other women were intimidated.

Her friendly demeanor quickly calmed any jealousy women had, and her knowledge and insight easily dissuaded men from hitting on her.

Her friendship helped tremendously after his bitter divorce.

“You know I love ya. What’s up?”

“I’m introducing you to someone tonight, so put your game face on and get ready to play,” she informed him.

“Oh, no, you don’t. The last time you ‘introduced’ me to someone, I ended up holding some strange woman’s head up from falling in the toilet after she drank too much. That was fun…NOT!”

“No excuses. You’ll love her. She’ll love you. You can get married and have babies. Plus, she falls into one of your two stereotypes.”

“A tall brunette with blue eyes? You know those never work out. They’ve always been too clingy.” Jake said laughing.

“No, the other one. The masculine Hungarian type with three eyes. Now shut up and go get ready. See you as seven o’clock at Stephano’s. Now, gimme Kenny again.”

Jake handed over the phone.

“Yeah, I’ll make sure he’s there,” Kenny hung up and scowled at Jake.
“Step away from the shed, and no one will get hurt.”

Shaggy wagged her tail in agreement with Kenny.

To be continued in part ii….


© 2005-2019 Eric Huber. The Awakening is a work of fiction. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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365 Quotes | Day 027

365 Quotes | Day 027

When I look at the Earth from space... -Eric Huber

When I look at the Earth from space, I see vast seas, huge land masses, and swirling clouds.

There are no boundaries, save those between water and land.

There are no sections of the Earth that say, “This is the most important place and you’re only important if you live here.”

From this distance, there is only water, land, and sky.

Why do so many of us fear of losing things to others, when we should share everything we can?

Why do so many people take from others, when there are so many willing to give?

Why don’t you ask for what you need, and allow yourself to be connected with thosethat have what you need?

Why don’t you listen to those with needs, and give when you can?

From this distance, there is plenty.

– Eric Huber | Photo by NASA 2012

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This January, Let Your Inner Artist Loose

This January, Let Your Inner Artist Loose

This January 25th, 2012, at Unity of Fayetteville, I’ll be creating an Artist’s Way Creative Cluster. This 12 week process is based on Julie Cameron’s best selling The Artist’s Way: A Spiritual Path to Higher Creativity.

For those of you unfamiliar with The Artist’s Way, it began with author Julia Cameron sharing her ideas with a few artists in her living room. Almost 4 million copies of The Artist’s Way and more than two decades of teaching her creativity tools around the world in lecture and workshop form. The book focuses on unblocking your creativity with tools, exercises, and journaling.

I have been using The Artist’s Way as part of a Graphic Design class titled Creative Identity I for the past four years at the New Design School in Fayetteville, Arkansas. While I have done the exercises along with the class each time and have had huge creative breakthroughs, I have decided to create a “Creative Cluster” which is more peer based.

I’ve found that most people who have gone through the 12 week process discover HOW they create and WHAT they love to create. From writing to art to music to screenplay writing, this course is not just about traditional ‘art.’ It is for those wishing to let their artistic ‘inner artist’ out onto the world. For those people told, “You’re not ‘good enough’.” For those who even help others in their creative endeavors while letting yours be stuffed and buried.

We’ll have an Introductory Class on the 25th to answer questions and do an introduction to the course which will start February 1st, 2012.

What do I need to attend and how much is it?

The class is free, but it is suggested to bring a donation for Unity of Fayetteville when you can. $5 is a usual amount, but NOT required (you can also donate more if you like).

You WILL need the book, however. It is very inexpensive with USED paperback versions starting at $4.49 on Amazon.com.

You will also need a journal of some sort.

Cameron never offered ‘certification’ for The Artist’s Way. She wanted the process to be free to everyone. As stated before, I will help get things started, facilitate when needed, and let the group become peer oriented for our Creative Cluster.

 The Two Basic Tools

The Artist’s Way uses TWO basic tools: Morning Pages and the Artist Date. These two things help in the creative recovery. Learn more about these tools on her site.

Additional Class Guidelines

(From Julie Cameron’s Website)

  1. Use a Twelve-Week Process with a Weekly Gathering of Two to Three Hours. The morning pages and artist dates are required of everyone in the group, including facilitators. The exercises are done in order in the group, with everyone, including the facilitator, answering the questions and then sharing the answers in clusters of four, one chapter per week. Do not share your morning pages with the group or anyone else. Do not reread your morning pages until later in the course, if you are required to do so by your facilitator or your own inner guidance.
  2. Avoid Self-Appointed Gurus. If there is any emissary, it is the work itself, as a collective composed of all who take the course, at home or otherwise. Each person is equally a part of the collective, no one more than another. While there may be”teachers,” facilitators who are relied on during the twelve-week period to guide others down the path, such facilitators need to be prepared to share their own material and take their own creative risks. This is a dialectic rather than a monologue – an egalitarian group process rather than a hierarchical one.
  3. Listen. We each get what we need from the group process by sharing our own material and by listening to others. We do not need to comment on another person’s sharing in order to help that person. We must refrain from trying to”fix” someone else. Each group devises a cooperative creative “song” of artistic recovery. Each group’s song is unique to that group – like that of a pod or family of whales, initiating and echoing to establish their position. When listening, go around the circle without commenting unduly on what is heard. The circle, as a shape, is very important. We are intended to witness, not control, one another. When sharing exercises, clusters of four within the larger groups are important: five tends to become unwieldy in terms of time constraints; three doesn’t allow for enough contrasting experience. Obviously, not all groups can be divided into equal fours. Just try to do so whenever you can.
  4. Respect One Another. Be certain that respect and compassion are afforded equally to every member. Each person must be able to speak his own wounds and dreams. No one is to be”fixed” by another member of the group. This is a deep and powerful internal process. There is no one right way to do this. Love is important. Be kind to yourself. Be kind to one another.
  5. Expect Change in the Group Makeup. Many people will – some will not – fulfill the twelve-week process. There is often a rebellious or fallow period after the twelve weeks, with people returning to the disciplines later. When they do, they continue to find the process unfolding within them a year, a few years, or many years later. Many groups have a tendency to drive apart at eight to ten weeks (creative U-turns) because of the feelings of loss associated with the group’s ending. Face the truth as a group; it may help you stay together.
  6. Be Autonomous. You cannot control your own process, let alone anyone else’s. Know that you will feel rebellious occasionally – that you won’t want to do all of your morning pages and exercises at times in the twelve weeks. Relapse is okay. You cannot do this process perfectly, so relax, be kind to yourself, and hold on to your hat. Even when you feel nothing is happening, you will be changing at great velocity. This change is a deepening into your own intuition, your own creative self. The structure of the course is about safely getting across the bridge into new realms of creative spiritual awareness.
  7. Be Self-Loving. If the facilitator feels somehow “wrong” to you, change clusters or start your own. Continually seek your own inner guidance rather than outer guidance. You are seeking to form an artist-to-artist relationship with the Great Creator. Keep gurus at bay. You have your own answers within you.
If you are interested in joining our group or have questions, please visit our facebook group page or email me.
Link to course description: http://juliacameronlive.com/the-artists-way/
3 Ways to Lose a Weekend

3 Ways to Lose a Weekend

I remember my first “Lost Weekend.” It was Thanksgiving 2005 and all my family was out of town for the holiday. My roommate drove trucks during the night and I used his PS2, and rented the game, God of War. I remember one of the nights he walked back in from work and I asked, “Why are you home?” He looked at me and said, “Dude, it’s 4 a.m.! What are you doing up?!” I finished it that weekend.

Granted, it was a long weekend.

As a business owner, I gave up regular video gaming back in 1999 because I know I tend to play a game until I’ve beaten it. The weird thing is creating video games is what I originally wanted to do when I went to college, but there weren’t any educational programs at that time. I have always kept watch, however.

So when online gaming became popular, and I watched and listened to friends, family and media talk about how absorbed people became with the games, I avoided them at all costs. Luckily, I do most of my work on a Mac. At that time, most online games were for PCs.

While I don’t feel the need to lose a weekend, I have been feeling the ‘call’ to game. I even bought a PS3 a few years ago with the intention of occasional, ‘recreational,’ usage.

Now, I’m not one for military games or games that involve shooting lots of other people. Strangely, I have no problem slaying ogres, dragons, or zombies. They are, obviously, fictional.

Keep in mind, that  when I first started playing video games, a player’s character was no more than a square on a screen. In fact, the Odyssey game system I used had colored, transparent, static cling game fields you’d overlay on your television. So, the Pong game appeared on a green tinted court.

Knowing the above information, and without wasting more time, I give you 3 Ways to Lose a Weekend.

3. Drink Lots of Alcohol.

Not the most recommended way to lose a weekend, and I can’t say I’ve ever done it. But I hear it’s effective. Remember, drinking alone is not recommended. And you’ll want to pick your drinking friends very carefully. I also recommend finding someone else’s blog to get real recommendations, because I’ve never done this over an entire weekend. You may also need counseling or join a group if you’ve used this method recently and have already graduated from college.

2. Sleep and/or Read a Good Book

Now, I can speak from experience, this is glorious. I actually got in over 31 hours of sleep from Saturday night at 8:30 p.m. until Monday morning at 6:00 a.m. I might have stayed in bed all weekend (since I wasn’t feeling well anyway), but there were household and parenting duties to attend to. I have, done this particular method for losing a weekend from time to time. It often has to be done if you tend to be a work-a-holic as well.

1. Buy Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

And this is the crux of the article. We rented this game for our teen this weekend. He was begging for it on 11/11/11 when it was released (AND because his birthday is coming up). Thanks to Redbox, we were able to try it out for our PS3 for only $2.00. And thanks to a power outage that effected part of the town Saturday night, he was limited to just an hour and a half of game play.

Now…back to the point of starting video games when your character was just a square. This game is AMAZING! Not only the quality, resolution, and fantasy setting (which in itself is enough), the creators at Bethesda Softworks have come up with a gaming engine that, literally, has an unlimited amount of game time. This is due to a huge combination of factors like randomization, reactions based on character action, and an incredible 16 square mile ‘world’ to explore. When you look up from the flowers on the ground you just picked to the mountain peak in the distance, you can actually travel to that peak and explore.

The game was played in our house for a total of 6:15 (according to the game clock) with all of us, at one time or another, trying to help from the sidelines. Puzzles, battles, and even learning how to tan leather and sharpen a sword at  a local blacksmith shop are things you can do in the game. And, one of the most amazing things is how unique you can make your character. We didn’t try it, but I bet you could almost design one of the Navi from Avatar (or get pretty close).

It’s taken a day for the awesomeness to sink in. And I didn’t even play the game…yet. But I believe I feel a ‘lost weekend’ coming up for me…if I can wrestle control away from the teenager in the house. (Game is rated M for Mature…mostly due to the violence). Check out their ‘documentary’ about how they built it and all the hand drawn details they obsessed over.

As a last comment about gaming (and not really the Top 3 Ways to Lose a Weekend), here’s an image I put together  to show the difference in old games and new, specifically in the game Resistance where aliens are attacking the earth.

What other great ideas do you have for Losing a Weekend? And…have you played Skyrim yet?

"I Heard the News Today, Oh boy…"

"I Heard the News Today, Oh boy…"

I’m sitting here, writing this post on my MacBook while listening to some music from iTunes on my iPod headphones with sadness and gratitude in my heart.

I’m sure I’m only one of hundreds, if not thousands, of people writing about Steve Jobs passing today. And I found out about it from a text message on my iPhone from my sweetie who, in turn, received the news from a text message from her youngest son’s friend (we figured he knew she had an iPhone and would want to know.)

As with any blog post, I’m simply relaying my thoughts and feelings. You see, while I don’t believe I feel any more strongly than the next person, I have experienced the loss of someone close (my mother in ’97). Of course, I didn’t personally know Steve Jobs, but he was a part of my life. An inspiration in many ways. And while I didn’t like some of the things he’d done in the past, his creations have allowed me to tap into creativity I never knew I had within me.

No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thine own
Or of thine friend’s were.
Each man’s death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.

John Donne
Meditation 17
Devotions upon Emergent Occasions

I read several things about Mr. Jobs tonight. Many I already had read. Many that were moving. And finally, we all sat down to watch his 2005 Speech to the graduates of Stanford University.

Man. What an inspiration.

And what a wake-up call.

As my heart aches for how I’ve been ‘diminished’ today, I remember another quote he said, “Being the richest man in the cemetery doesn’t matter to me … Going to bed at night saying we’ve done something wonderful… that’s what matters to me.” [The Wall Street Journal, May 25, 1993]

Have I created something wonderful in my life? And have I shared it with others?

Sleep will be difficult tonight.

I feel the ghost of Steve Jobs watching over me telling me to get busy.


Resources:
Poetry Online (For Whom the Bell Tolls)
Apple Computers

Review: The Creative Habit by Twyla Tharp

Review: The Creative Habit by Twyla Tharp

I’m only beginning my creative writing career. I haven’t sold any writing, but I have been published here and there. Not to mention on my own site. Oops. I mentioned it.

I have, however, been a ‘creative’ for my entire life. Whether I was pretending to be Speed Racer and taking the Mach 5 to new speeds, playing “Lost Boys” with my best friend, Davy, as I played the smart boy and he played the strong one to get us out of a lava flow dangerously getting closer and closer, or drawing out a story for a graphic novel that I left unfinished, I’ve been ‘creating’ things my whole life.

In fact, I realized a few years ago, that I was even ‘creating’ my life.

When I was asked to extend a course in Creative Identity from one semester to a second semester at the New Design School, a graphic design school in Fayetteville, AR, I was conflicted on what direction to take. In the first course, I took the new students on an inward journey of creativity to see how they viewed themselves and the world to better communicate their commercial creative designs to come. So where could I take them in a second course?

Luckily, I’m surrounded with amazing people, including my lovely, talented, and amazing partner, Christi, who said, “Have you read Making Ideas Happen yet?” I’ll review this book in another article. But it led to the perfect foundation for the class. One aimed at teaching action.

But it was missing an element.

I went through two or three other books and finally landed on Twyla Tharp’s book, The Creative Habit: Learn it and use it for life.

While Twyla Tharp is a dancer, her life is all about creativity. And in this book she breaks down all the aspects of living a creative life, the struggles, joys, and accidents along the way.

This book brought the soul of the class to life.

The graphic design of the book also creates a vibrant, easy to read experience. But that’s a different kind of review.

I walk into a white room

The book begins…

I walk into a large white room. It’s a dance studio in midtown Manhattan. I’m wearing a sweatshirt, faded jeans, and Nike cross-trainers. The room is lined with eight-foot-high mirrors. There’s a boom box in the corner. The floor is clean, virtually spotless if you don’t count the thousands of skid marks and footprints left there by dancers rehearsing. Other than the mirrors, the boom box, the skid marks, and me, the room is empty.

As she shares her lifetime journey of dance, she takes you through stories of meeting with Billy Joel to pitch her broadway show idea Movin’ Out, through her failures, her successes, and gives you insights to how she and other creative lifestyles evolve and grow.

I was amazed at how easily her The Creative Habit book matched the content of Making Ideas Happen, by Scott Belsky, over the 12 week class. Her views on how getting “An ‘A’ in Failure” lined up perfectly with how creative professionals shouldn’t get bogged down by failing, but take time to reflect on the internal and external forces and find the lessons to be better prepared in future endeavors.

Tapping into your “Creative DNA,” “Scratching” for ideas, and, my favorite chapter, “Before You Can Think out of the Box, You Have to Start with a Box.”

Again, the parallels with Making Ideas Happen were in alignment where the topic was all about how we all are much more creative when we have a smaller canvas to work on. For example, Tharp said to watch out for people that offer you all the resources you need, no direction, and no restrictions as they are setting you up to fail. But beyond that, Tharp describes her system for creating projects. She makes a box to put all her ideas into and then begins organizing everything into an order to move forward. This is nearly identical to the Action Method described in Belsky’s book.

Tharp also gives exercises to help those interested in building a habit of creativity at the end of every chapter. Some are simple introspective exercises. Others are more time consuming and require physical activity, from stomping your foot and shouting, “BEGIN!” to taking yourself on a trip of exploration.

This book is a MUST for those who have gone through the Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron, as it shows a real life example of someone who has implemented living a creative life by creating a real creative habit.

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You can find all three books on Amazon.com for well under retail.

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Photo Credit via http://www.twylatharp.org/: © Richard Avedon.