I went for my morning walk and just had time to come back
when it began to rain... and then it poured.
I love the rain.
As long as it doesn't last for a week. :-)
Here's my little doodle, done last night
while i watched a bit of TV with my son.
Done on a piece of leftover card stock (5" x 15") with a black Sharpie marker.
I don't doodle too often, but i discovered last night
that it can be quite meditative.
Unlike other distractions in life
or drugs and alcohol
or facebooking... (yes, it's a verb...)
Art is about going within
rather than looking for comfort outside of oneself.
Yoga is the same.
Walking is the same.
Music is the same.
The world is filled with intolerance
and sometimes, it's easy to get caught up in the storm.
I rarely watch the news for that very reason.
Another person's anger is not my anger,
and what good am i doing the world
by knowing about another murderer,
another child molester,
What good does it do the world
if i carry such judgement and fear and hatred
on my own shoulders?
I am not ignorant.
I know these things are happening, and always will,
but i also know that they take too much out of my own heart
for me to be glued to the TV or the newspaper
day in and day out.
I do not feel any less intelligent by not knowing
every little play by play happening in the world.
I shut up and listen,
to myself and to others.
...honest, i do. :-)
And i do what i need to do
to make sense of my own world.
Isn't that what we all do?
See what the rain does to me?
It gets me feeling all fucking poetic...
Wishing you all a peaceful day -
one where you don't carry the weight of the world
on your shoulders,
and where you remember how to be kind