Category: Marisa

This Is My World

posted 28th January 2010    Written by: Marisa    CATEGORY: All Posts, Marisa, Quarterlife Crisis, Season 1

When Molly first asked me to write for Stratejoy, I had just started to live my life.

And by living, I mean recognizing what I could do at the time without a job, without much direction and finally, without any excuses.

My one-year anniversary is coming up from when I was “let go”.  I’m not quite sure what it was about that event that physically shook me awake from my stupor of complacency.  Regardless, I’m supremely grateful that I was awake enough to take that chance, a chance that most people don’t receive or perhaps recognize if offered, and to run with it.

Not only did I run with it, I chose to make an Olympic event of it for the coming months and for 2010. By writing these past six months, I was able to look at myself introspectively and objectively in order to guide my journey.

I chose one main goal back in 2009: Happiness.

I had never been happy in my early adulthood and always remained thinking that I either never really understood what it meant or perhaps that I didn’t deserve it.  Achieving this goal and maintaining the search has been arduous.

I’ve been up, I’ve been down, and I’ve even been sidetracked or derailed a few times, but I’ve never given up.  You see, I now know what it is to be happy and I can’t-WON’T-give it up without a fight.

I have to thank Molly and the other bloggers; I never really knew what a Quarterlife Crisis was until I was thick in the shit of it, and reading about others’ experiences with it was a type of godsend. It’s about control for me and I had lost it at the very beginning of my crisis.

I found it again after examining, really examining who I am, what I am, and how I’m living my life.

Molly is such a great example of someone who faced that fear of the unknown, but knew her vision and went for it.  This is someone who helped shaped my past six months, and for this I will be eternally grateful.  She deserves every good thing in this world and I can’t wait to see her reap the benefits and rewards for her efforts in following her dreams and passions.

I don’t know what’s going to happen in the next six months.

What I do know is that I am a stronger, more confidant and happier person compared to that girl who existed last year.  I’ve learned to expect the unexpected, control what you can, and live life as much as possible with friends, passion, food and music. And I’ve learned it’s okay to go through crap.  We will all have to deal with the negative and the worst of the lot, but it’s how you bounce back, how you live every day because you have to, and how you treat others.

I’m not quite sure what’s going to happen now, but I do know I am the happiest I have ever been in my life.  And with this, the happiness I feel and radiate, I can do anything and achieve everything. I’ve never thought or believed that before.  But I do now.  It’s a hell of feeling I tell you.

I am excited.

I’ll end this post with some of aptly appropriate lyrics from local and personal favs The Thermals:

This is my world, it’s my own
The only thing I’ve ever known
This is my world, it’s all mine
My direction, my design
I alone know the code
It’s in my head, it’s in my hold
All this beauty that you see
Starts right here, it comes from me

This is my world.

Marisa

[Marisa. I'm sending you such a big virtual hug right now!!  You were the only blogger I knew personally before this adventure began, and it's been so amazing watching you grow, explore and really fight for your happiness.  Talk about inner transformation!  You've found your voice.  You've realized your incredible potential.  You've still got the best bangs in Portland...   Simply put, the whole world is before you.  And guess what?  You're diving in.  You're making it count.  Thank you for sharing your journey.  Don't be a stranger.  Love,  Molly]

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Following Through With A Dream

posted 21st January 2010    Written by: Marisa    CATEGORY: All Posts, Marisa, Quarterlife Crisis, Season 1

Do you remember that time in your early pre-teens where you were told to make a decision of either participating in Orchestra or Band? I remember it well. I was torn between wanting to be in the field while frantically banging on drums while my parents wanted to hear me play the violin indoors with symphonies and classical themes.

The Parental influence won in the end.

And during those painful/awkward years as a pre-teen and teen, I ended playing the violin for almost 6 years. I enjoyed it more than I thought I would at that age, but still… That nagging push I had inside of me told me I was meant to play the drums. And I’ve finally listened to it, almost 14 years later.

I thought it appropriate to write about music for this entry as the time passes with these last couple of QLC entries. I have a lot of things coming up that I’m involved with locally and even nationally so I feel the need to purge with words.

I never thought I would be this heavily involved within a scene and it’s not necessarily negative or bad persay, it’s just sometimes it gets overwhelming.

There’s a female drumming event this week put on by a NYC magazine and I was lucky enough to be involved with partaking in the planning and benefit; it’s a great direction for this city since I personally don’t think enough attention is paid to female musicians. I’m still taking weekly lessons, still on the pursuit of a drum kit and still wanting to make music. In fact, during my lunch breaks, I’ve been writing beats (simple beats, yes) but nonetheless, it’s music.

Who what have thunk it? Me, Marisa, writing some music and pairing it with my friend Anna’s music.

I’m determined to make it ALL work. There’s something frightening and yet exciting about following the path you want. I made that promise to myself last April, and as I’m quickly coming upon that anniversary-I’m proud of what I’ve accomplished.

Not only has life been busy with drumming, but being involved with an indie music label has been a wonderous and ridiculous experience in itself. I was able to finally see some of the fruits of my labor when one of the Bay area signed groups was featured in Filter Magazine as the first “Undiscovered” discovered band of 2010 for Filter.

And, (I’m trying to contain the exclamation marks), but KEXP has contacted us  about some exciting things that I can’t yet confirm, but it’s exciting!!!!!!

So what’s the lesson here as I wind down with all of my thoughts?

I’ve learned in the past nine months that once you find your niche, your passion or your interest, don’t let it go. Don’t ever let it go; you can let it wean a bit, maybe put it on the back burner if need be, but don’t let it go.

You never know what’s around the corner. This may be really corny of me to say (it’s totally true BTW) but with positivity, determination and heart, you can make it work.

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Northwest Dust Bunnies

posted 14th January 2010    Written by: Marisa    CATEGORY: All Posts, Marisa, Quarterlife Crisis, Season 1, What I've Learned

When I first moved to Oregon almost 10 years ago, I was stunned by the massive amounts of dust that collected inside a home.  Sure, I lived in a prison cell sized dorm room with another person in super close proximity, but still, it was shocking. It continued when I moved into a larger house with roomies after moving out of the dorms…  Those dust bunnies amassed to dust bunny armies, way more than what I was used to in Nevada.

It caused a new tradition of sorts every year.

I clean during the winter: clean to get rid of that dust, get rid of material items that weigh me down, and get rid of the dust that settles figuratively in my head.

I’ve had a lot of dust these past years, most of it I’ve swept underneath the carpet only to have it pile up and cloud my mind recently.

This year’s clean out is especially special. It’s the one wear I honestly look around my surroundings and make some decisions to affect this single life of mine.

So far I’ve been able to materialistically place a very neat pile of items on the North side of my apartment.  This fort of past wonders is for Goodwill and contains the 2008 & 2009 Marisa of unused clothes and furniture that could be of better use for someone else.  It’s funny giving up these items; they contain memories of where and when I bought them but hold no sentimental value really.  They are in fact just things and I’m learning that heavy materialism is no longer a part of my vocabulary. In fact, things look lighter and more open, just as hardwood floors should.

That was the easy part– moving furniture, sweeping floors and using citrus polish to make things look pretty and shiny.

What’s hardest for me is shaking all that dust that I’ve collected emotionally over the years. I can admit now that being up here for the past three years without experiencing any real romantic relationship with someone has been well, lonely.  I swept myself to the side, always excusing my life with reasons like a heavy workload, only finding insanely lazy Portland guys and the worst of all, the worst thing a young woman can do to herself, succumbing to a lack of confidence, that low self-esteem that says I was not worthy of finding such happiness.

But no more!  I’m going to do it.  I’m taking that layer of dust off, swiffering myself with a new environmentally friendly, cranberry scented cleanser, and I’m changing and challenging things starting NOW. I’ve been building up to it too-going on dates, meeting new people, figuring out exactly what I want and hopefully what I need.

It’s going to be difficult I think, to stay shiny and dust-free for a bit.  And I’m bound to meet some more dusty guys, but hey, Spring-cleaning is only three months away.

I can totally do a quick swiffer then.  Just in time for SXSW.

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Risky Business

posted 4th January 2010    Written by: Marisa    CATEGORY: All Posts, Inspiration, Marisa, Quarterlife Crisis, Season 1

I’ve always been fascinated with people who have an extraordinary amount of self-confidence.

And it’s not the selfish narcissistic shallow, physical self-confidence that is mostly defined in our society.

For me, it’s the assurance of oneself that he or she can do anything and everything (mentally and physically). That’s the self-confidence that I envy the most, the one I’ve been searching for, for pretty much an entire year. And I found it.

Well, I didn’t find all of it, if there’s even a logical count for it all. It’s fleeting sometimes, in perhaps all aspects, but BY JOVE, I’ve got some alright.

26 years is a long time to be searching… I would have benefited with an early discovery in high school and most likely it would have helped a lot in college, but I’m grateful for what I’ve got now. This discovery or self-fulfillment may sound trivial to some and even unimportant to others, but I never realized before how important it is to have a positive belief in oneself, not just to ride the wave of encouragement or support from others. This form of confidence has to come from within.

A sensitive pride is hard to protect with so many outside influences and factors. I used to spend a lot of time not believing in certain ideas and dreams and thus quitting many activities. It was just easier to quit before I even dared to risk.

And now things are different.

I have my Quarterlife Crisis in part to thank for that. With being involved more in High Scores and Records and my job, my efforts are totally paying off because I took those risks. I start my new Logistics Specialist position tomorrow at lucy and even though I literally have NO idea what I’m getting myself into, but I’m gonna risk it. I have a feeling it’s going to involve a lot of acronyms and international shipping codes.

A new year has arrived; memories of 2009 will soon make way for 2010 and there will be plenty of opportunities to build that self-confidence for the unmarked year.

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Listen to Jane

posted 17th December 2009    Written by: Marisa    CATEGORY: All Posts, Inspiration, Marisa, Quarterlife Crisis, Season 1

austenThere are times in life when you need Jane Austen.

Then there are times when you can’t stop reading one of her novels for fear you might miss the character development, but then you realize that wait, you’ve read this book many, MANY times before and it’s okay, you can always read it again.  Always.

Her novels are like music for my eyes.  Especially Persuasion.

ESPECIALLY CAPTAIN WENTWORTH.

It’s neither unique nor different when declaring my admiration for Jane Austen’s Persuasion from other fans and/or fangirls (yes, my fangirl list is long).  I hesitate now to read new literature; it’s become a horrible habit where I just rely on the familiar and safe in literature. I have my Jane Austen safety net.

Anne Elliot has become my literary alter ego. In Persuasion, she is the main character; a daughter born in nobility where her father spent too quickly of a family fortune and title, thus being forced to let out the grand Kellynch Hall.  She is 27, single and not given much hope for prospects in life.

I like Anne.  In fact, in the beginning, I see a lot of myself in Anne.  One of the central plot lines and character building themes is surrounded around Anne’s ability to be persuaded.  And because she was persuaded at the age of 19 to break the engagement to the love of her life, Captain Wentworth (due to his low status and lack of money), she is now alone, dependent on her father and the family name and stereotypically given the societal death certificate: Spinster.

I too became easily persuaded at that young age to follow what seemed a traditional path, not to follow the inspired road. While reflecting, I now think that choice became both a negative and a positive.

With the exception of Captain Wentworth (oh god, wouldn’t that be fabulous), I find myself traveling along the same journey that Anne finally discovers for herself.  Throughout the novel, she learns of her own independence and the necessity of it to not only to survive while living with her father and annoying/spoiled sister, but also to win back the love of her life she scorned those many years ago.  She uses this independence to show her growth, true noble character and desire.

She knew once Frederick was back in town that she had to prove herself once again.

Listen, I know may be projecting my own trials and tribulations with Anne and the book Persuasion with bias. My love for Jane Austen will never die, NEVER.  And I’m definitely not impartial to the style, the vernacular and the characters– her era was what I basically yearned and studied for while attending college.

But, that said– I just wanted to point out that between August 1815 and August 1816, Jane Austen wrote about a Quarterlife Crisis for a fictional character she held in high regard and obviously wanted to complete with a positive resolution.

If Anne, although fictional, could survive her QLC in less than 500 pages, who’s to say that I can’t achieve the same success in my book of life?

I’m sure Jane would agree.

She would also tell me where to find my Captain Frederick Wentworth and how we should go about with a proper introduction.  She would prefer the tall one with the honey blonde hair, inquisitive steel eyes, and steadfastness of character.

Yeah, Jane’s my girl.

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