Acknowledge you do not know everything. Embrace being a lifelong learner.
Accept that the way you imagine it will be, will be different.
Find beauty in mystery, surprise, experience of wordlessness, and the distance of time.
Knowing the outcome before its occurrence is humanly impossible.
Know you will not always have a way to describe what you are trying to articulate.
You will never know the wisdom of your future self before you’re there.
Accept uncertainty as a foundation of life.
© Victoria Venturella, MA, Wait a Meta, Existential Dialogues
pages never read
Scrolling Instagram, a post read,
‘Take me back to the first night we met’
Thinking to myself how there isn’t anyone I’d want to meet again,
You stepped through the door, walked across my mind’s stage.
Meeting me in a duvet fort, engraved with sweaty endless smiles.
Caught like a lily pad floating at the top of my throat,
Imagining what it would be like to re-experience our first scene,
Draped over the sofa,
Like the silhouette of two butterflies
Fluttering nude, laughing.
I kissed you.
I can hear the pages turning
as this half-opened book dangles through my chest,
Like a sinking weight into my heart from shoulder to shoulder.
I’ll never forget you.
© Victoria Venturella, MA, Wait a Meta, Existential Dialogues
Inflorescence
Casanova, minas snow,
Prinophyllum,
Coral glow.
Opal luster,
Harvest moon.
Lavendula,
I’ll see you soon.
Midnight beauty,
Seven stars,
Red dazzled,
Meet me on mars.
Morning magic,
Cappuccino,
Sing me a song,
Only you know.
Ebony pearl,
Scarlet wonder,
You make my heart thump,
Is that thunder?
Silver skies,
Scintillation.
Is this a dream?
figment of my imagination?
Electric current,
Venetian chimes.
The deep gaze of your eyes.
Mi amor,
De ja vu,
It feels like I’ve always known you.
Metamorphosis,
Magnetic field,
What a gift the universe revealed.
Lamplighter,
Bluette,
Kiss me in this silhouette.
Epoch,
Buretta.
Endlessly evergreen,
Endlessly meta.
We already changed each other.
Rhododendron,
Existentia.
© Victoria Venturella, MA, Wait a Meta, Existential Dialogues
The Power of The Future Not Yet
There is a path from here to there paved in reels of undeveloped film.
You are the only one who will ever see it the way you experienced it.
You get to keep all the pictures.
You can choose which way to go
but you’ll never be for certain the future of not yet.
Life lives in mystery, love, and what’s not yet known.
The power of the future not yet.
© Victoria Venturella, MA, The Existentialist, Existential Dialogues
Moon Clock
Moon Clock
In full vulnerability
Illuminating bright
Luminescence.
You see yourself glimmer
In the gaze of the Other.
Temporal rotation.
Within a shadow
We meet ourselves.
Where are we?
With myself how do I see myself?
In thought? On the page? In a recording?
In my reflections of my recent experiences.
I see myself in you. I see you in myself.
Part of each other’s present evolution.
You no longer are where you were.
One section of chapters becoming the palate to paint the next section.
Opening my evolution from the page I am on today.
Moon Clock
Time to illuminate the world to reveal who we are to ourselves.
Without the world who would we be?
How could we see who we are without all that exists beyond us?
We would be nothing without the world.
© Victoria Venturella, MA, The Existentialist, Existential Dialogues
If you believe it's possible the world inspired you
Everything we create comes from the experiences we have in the world.
Originality is born from human experience.
The world has so much beauty to show you even in its absurdity.
If you believe it’s possible then the world inspired you.
© Victoria Venturella, MA, Existential Phenomenological Psychotherapist, The Existentialist, Existential Dialogues
#originality
#inspiration #inspire
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Meta Smiles
Someone smiles looking at you from across the room while you are already looking at them.
You immediately become cognizant of their smile.
Day’s pass,
The experience of their smile resurfaces.
You begin to think of them more deeply into a future moment.
This memory etched into a box of their photos.
Upon the minds shelf boxes of meaning stack high.
© Victoria Venturella, MA, The Existentialist, Existential Dialogues
#metasmiles
Time Vanishes Promptly Easily Finding Yourself in a Creative Headspace
Having ADHD allows for us to experience the world from infinite angles.
We must learn how to navigate in this terrain, while cherishing who you are.
You see the world from a unique individual perspective, as we all do.
How can we best create your everyday landscape to experience all your gifts to their fullest potentiality?
When we recognize the situation or thing differently, that never inherently means that what you see is wrong. How you experience the situation allows for you to see things in a unique way. An idea comes to you. Quickly you search for a pen. While the words briskly begin to leave you. You’ve moved on to something else. Which later prompts you to search for something in a different room.
Time vanishes promptly easily finding yourself in a creative headspace. Splashing loudly in a completely new project equally intriguing.
We just need to learn how to navigate such a landscape that grabs so much of our undivided attention.
Achieving a consistent state of timelessness is something to cherish. How can you fit it in without letting the other areas of your life suffer?
How can we better manage our time to manifest our big ideas?
Pausing with life as it draws your attention is something to be valued.
How can you incorporate the way you see the world while adhering to societal norms and systems that were built for the collective majority?
There is nothing wrong with needing more time for things.
Everyone in the world could read the same book and we would all have different perspective on it.
You are with yourself for your entire life.
Pay attention to what works best for you. Honor what you need to live into your fullest potential. Never hinder the others capacity to become their best selves too. For me to be free you must be free.
What are all your living projects?
The ones that continue onward, and never seem to be finished?
© Victoria Venturella, MA, The Existentialist, Existential Dialogues
Free Fall into the Universe
Even when it feels like the ground no longer exists below you,
And the outcome seems infinitely uncertain,
Allow yourself to free fall into the universe of the unknown.
So much will come from your willingness to find out what will one day be.
Be with the mystery,
Love fully even with the potential heartbreak,
New choices lead us somewhere else.
Live freely.
Live loudly.
Live into your fullest potential in life.
© Victoria Venturella, MA, The Existentialist, Existential Dialogues
How far do you expand thought?
When you think a thought does it stop right there?
Do you stretch it to every corner of the world?
Do you take it inward and sit with it real deep?
Do you blurt it out letting it fall into the room?
How far does your curiosity guide you?
Are you willing to unravel where this thought came from?
How many experiences merge for you to conjure such an interpretation?
What do you do when something you are thinking doesn’t make sense?
What thoughts do you choose not to entertain?
When do you let a thought go on purpose?
Where does it go when it feels like it evaporates?
What do you consciously do with thoughts that continually resurface?
Do you sound out your feelings on paper?
What do you do with all the images you imagine? Do you ever imagine painting them?
Sketching them out blanketly in the sky above the sea, lost in thought staring lightly blue.
What do you do with the thoughts you zone out deeply thinking about?
How far do those thoughts expand when you forgot everything else mattered?
What does it feel like to think in silence?
How many instruments do you hear in this song?
Have you ever considered how many things influenced one thought? Chain of thoughts? Perpetual thoughts?
What do you do when you realize something you do comes from your Mother? Father? Caregiver? Mentor? Partner? Friend? How many thoughts become attached to that?
Have you ever examined what you tell yourself and ponder where it comes from?
Those questions that flood our psyche.
Have you ever considered what led you to such a passion? Where is this energy stored?
What do you do with creative juices felt in abundance?
How many branches hold a potential possibility in this imaginative thinking tree?
How many thoughts get lost in your shower?
What about the last one before you sleep?
What about the thoughts that pertain to why we are even here?
What do you think it means to be free?
To be free we must all be free.
Have you ever challenged yourself to find your own answer?
Do you hinder your best-self due to the perception of the other?
How important is it to you to form your own opinion?
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Can you attempt to exist within the shoes of the other?
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© Victoria Venturella, Existential Dialogues, The Existentialist
““To perceive is suddenly to commit to an entire future of experiences in a present that never, strictly speaking, guarantees that future; to perceive is to believe in a world. It is this opening to a world that makes perceptual truth possible, or the actual realization of a Wahr-Nehmung, and permits us “to cross out” the preceding illusion, to hold it to be null and void. . .I was conscious of seeing a shadow and now I am conscious of having only seen a fly. My belonging to the world allows me to compensate for the fluctuations of the cogito, to displace one cogito in favor of another, and to meet up with the truth of my thought beyond its appearance (p.311). ”
Separation does not inherently mean permanence.
As you walk along the sidewalk your feet cannot merge with the earth. The leaves in trees will forever blow beside you. As long as you are living the sky will exist above you. My hand against yours will forever be smaller and no matter how hard we press upon each other we will never completely merge. You can spin me out into the floor of life, letting go while still feeling my presence. We dance alone while still dancing together. Magnetically we coalesce cultivating our rhythmic promenade. Spiraling outwards into all the coordinates of this floor and then meeting again in the middle. We languish. We are forever foreign no matter how familiar. We enunciate where we are while we occupy the same space. To move together we must speak each other’s language. As we evolve individually new words will need to be translated to express the full scope of where we now find ourselves. To dance on the same floor, we must remain innovative. We will need to find new moves to grow together.
We choose to dance on the same floor for the rest of our lives within the world of floors. One day one of us will stop dancing. The floor will never reflect absence into our eyes quite like this day. Where the music streams together scenes of our shared moments, you imagine leaning me backwards. We both feel weightless. I am a memory within the permanence of our separation. Forever in your arms, forever separate.
As you whisper silence softly into my ear, embers flutter all around us from the burning fire of adventure we both loudly ruminate on. While we travel, we still dance. Alone I travel at the edge of the world along the tracks of this sacred solitude. I lean my head against this leather seat watching the trees merge from constant motion. Lifting my cheek from the seat I draw my attention inward staring at the empty seat before me. Imagination begins to paint you into where I am. Your eyes smiling at me, you tap my foot with yours. As you look out the window with me, your laughter echoes through my mind, and I am here. Where I am. Becoming aware of the time, I am no longer somewhere else. The mountain side takes the shape of our windows. You are not home. I listen to the bird singing outside, and I accept that what will be, will be. Separation does not inherently mean permanence. Your absence does not sadden me. Even if I sat along the floor weeping in the reflection of your Truest absence, I would still dance once I stood up. Often in your honor. I will not always have something to hold on to, I may be twirling solo infinitely through the center of the floor. I can exist without you, enjoy the world I live in, and still await your presence. Wherever we are, we are. It is possible for two people to be together without belonging to one another. Where they have a sacred relationship that takes on its own form. No one is obligated to stay, to be the others Other. The choice to be together is always on the table.
Cherish the experience you have in world with all things. Even a separation of impermanence could unintentionally be permanent. Life has its way of casting tragedy upon us and giving us new gardens to eat from. In the absence of the Other you may see how much their presence means to you. Even if when they are present you know this, in their absence it becomes clearer.
You are a being-in-the-world. You live in a fundamental separateness from everything that exists beyond you, while you can never separate yourself completely from the world while you are living. No exposure, no disclosure, no nakedness, no corporeal friction will ever dissolve our asymmetrical nature. We will forever live-in relation to The Other.
© Victoria Venturella, Existential Dialogues, The Existentialist
How to live with uncertainty:
· Acknowledge you do not know everything. There are the known knowns, the known unknowns, and the unknown unknowns.
· Embrace being a life-long learner.
· Accept that the way you imagine it will be, will be different.
· Find beauty in mystery, surprise, experience without translation, and the distance of time.
· Knowing the outcome before its occurrence is humanly impossible. You must accept you will never know exactly how your job, relationship, week, or day will go.
· Know you will not always have a way to describe what you want to articulate.
· You will never know the wisdom of your future self before you are there.
· You must accept that you may not know the reason for why any of this exists in your lifetime.
· Accept uncertainty as a foundation of life.
· You are an architect of your own life. Build the frame for experience to live in.
Author: Victoria Venturella, MA, Existential Phenomenological Psychotherapist, LMHCA
© Victoria Venturella, Existential Dialogues, The Existentialist
Running for Time
My feet hit the ground full force. Dodging people and hopping over puddles I only have two more minutes or else I will miss the train. It feels nearly impossible to make it but there isn’t time for thoughts such as this. If I had just left sooner. If I hadn’t gone back inside to look just one more time. As I arrived the train departed as if my presence was a slingshot for its synchronistic absence. Drops of rain hit my forehead. The further the train moved from me the more breath I regained. What once felt like a sinking feeling quickly morphed into relief. Suddenly I felt like I had more time. I didn’t have to go just yet. I could be right where I am. Right here. Right now.
No matter where you were going, now you have time to be wherever you already are.
© Victoria Venturella, MA, The Existentialist, Existential Dialogues
