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Bliss Ripple is a catalog of clues— fieldnotes for living into one’s internal bliss. Compiled through the creative works of poet, artist, musician, and mama Maggie A. Bishop, Bliss Ripple explores the idea of resounding joy— how to create it and expand it through living with passionate honesty.

Here you will find poems, songs, and observations written under the influence of inspiration Maggie finds scuttling and searching amidst the varied Missouri landscape with her wonder-son, adventurer Arlo, and her artist-partner and dream confidant Josh (who is also a photographer and music promoter). 

 

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Tuesday
Feb202007

The emotive side of things.

Today, due to my current irritable and hormonal state of being, I have decided to devote Polaroid Tuesday to "The Early Years of Maggie's Emotional Instability." These pictures are best viewed after being off your meds for a couple of days, sipping straight vodka, and wallowing in personal displeasure.

Here you see Young Maggie in a state of utter distress due to an episode of Hair Too Short to French Braid. At this time Maggie was approximately six years old and she really wanted the mommy to french braid her hair, but, alas, it was too short and Maggie just fell to pieces. It did not help that the mommy and the little brother made fun of the emotionally agony she was experiencing. The mommy took this picture.


This picture was later in life (around age eleven) but we can still see that Maggie has carried on in her emotive state. I'm pretty sure that the tears were due the the utter and complete state of chaos poor Maggie's hair was in. Or perhaps it was the ruffles on the shirt. However, I know for a fact that this was one of her favorite shirts at the time, so even though the tear probably weren't for the shirt they should have been.

Ps. That was my bunny Flopsy. I loved her, she got her toes eaten off by some nocturnal varmint and died of shock a few days later. It was traumatizing. I won't even mention the other rabbit I had, Robin Hood, who was in the cage beside her, who got skinned alive by the same Beast From Hell and died. . . I'm not even making that shit up.

Reader Comments (5)

did you ever find this "beast"?

February 20, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterAnonymous

aww..i'm really sorry about your bunnies.. i, too showed bunnies in 4-h and once a coon skinned some of mine through the cage also.. i feel your pain.. i feel your pain..cole

February 20, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterAnonymous

You've gotten much more attractive over the years!

And no, that's not an insult. An insult would be if I said, "wow, you were really cute as a kid--what happened?" LOL I'm complimenting your current appearance, so don't be offended by my assessment of your looks as an, er, duckling. ;-)

February 20, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterAnonymous

DOUBLE YOU TEE EFFFF!!!!!!!!
-MAURINE

February 21, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterAnonymous

DOUBLE YOU TEE EFFFF!!!!!!!!
-MAURINE

February 21, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterAnonymous

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