Becky Jo Minsky Artist

“Joy and Sorrow” by Becky Jo Minsky (a.k.a. Hull) (copyright 2008) Joy is a bright yellow lovebird , so small it can nestle in the palm of your hand. It’s name is ‘Precious’. Pure of heart, full of Life and Love... it flies after Sorrow whenever it can and sings an enchanting song about the Beauty of the Moment. All too soon, it disappears in a burst of brilliance like a phoenix into the sun. Sorrow lingers and sighs “Woe is me.” She laments “If only...” and weeps inconsolably. Blinded by Grief, she stumbles along in her own private Darkness and wishes for her heart to turn to stone or freeze solid so she can no longer feel the Loss of Joy. Grief marks us. The scars of Loving and Losing - all the scars that can be seen and the ones we carry within our heart, mind and spirit - those are merely proof that we have LIVED. Because the Pain of Loving and then Losing can be so overwhelming, it is natural to fear Losing again and thus to try to avoid Loving again and so tempting to try

“ fear NOT . . . ” - by Becky Hull (a.k.a. Minsky) (copyright June 2009) WE cannot live through Fear, BUT Fear can live through us. IF we allow it . POSSESSED by Fear, our lives are not our own . WE cease to be our own selves . INSTEAD, Living Dead puppets, BOUND with filaments spun by Dread. PULL our strings attached, WE dance in Mindless Panic on command . MERE tools to be used and abused and manipulated . HELPING Fear grow stronger . SERVING Its purpose perverted far beyond reason . TRAVESTY of what once was survival instinct designed by Nature . ALLOWING ancestors to survive, PREVENTING extinction as a species. NOW our Fear betrays us . . . mutated . . . contaminated . . . “ WILD Animal ” part of us that would eat the rest of us alive . SURVIVAL Instinct that’s gone feral, FOAMING at the mouth with perpetual perceptual rabies . PSYCHOTIC, amoral, Most Cunning Dark Creature of the Psyche, SHADOW of Humanity . . . SERVANT of the Anti - Mind . I know You for Who and What You Reall