hello everyone...I am not a big fan of social media
and neither is this little bird,
even with the tweets. ;-)
This past Sunday was a difficult day,
but when evening came,
along with it came relief
that day would soon turn to night
and night into a new morning.
During the early evening,
I found my way to the blue room,
and played with paints and paper for a while.
(a great remedy for a sad heart)
If i was a doctor,
this is what i would prescribe to patients.
in a room with a view,
and a box of Crayolas.
Maybe some music.
And some wine. ;-)
I was all over the place
with sketching and collaging and painting.
Like i had a thousand images in my head that wanted out...
Then i opened a book i had nearby
and landed on this page
and it was fucking poetic.
Don't you love it
when something comes together?
When you read something
or see something
or hear something
at what feels like exactly the right time?
Then i read this one...
What do i do?
i listen to Leonard Cohen.i count my blessings.
i see miracles in the every day.
Not in heaven,
In the every day.
i light a candle.
i pay attention to my breathing.i walk along the ocean.
i look at the moon & stars
and consider how minuscule i am
and how vast the universe is
(what do YOU do?)