Life throws so many wacky things at us, tries to kill us, seems to delight in our misfortunes... but, that's the way it goes. So I have learned to seek silver linings and ignore (as best I can) the inevitable turd in the punch bowl.
So far 2010 has been a series of calamities, garnished with some truly heartbreaking events for me personally and also in the world. But through it all I have seen the most amazing evidence of love and compassion. And that is a beautiful thing.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
I still have lots to do (and a piano to sell!), but I've made a lot of progress.
Tomorrow the kids will be back at school so I hope
to make great strides. If you're in the neighborhood
feel free to drop by and help me move some more supplies! ;)
I only have one, my quaker parrot, Mojo, but I think parrots are amazing!
Mojo has a great vocabulary and a very distinct and engaging personality. I love his chatter, his "quaker squawk"~ not so much! But between Mojo and my daughter's sweet parakeets (Alice and Conrad)
our house is filled with birdsong and sass. And it makes me smile!
It is a beautiful morning here in suburbia. I am moving my studio downstairs and it is coming together! I'll be glad when the "heavy lifting" is done and I can start to pretty it up! I am looking forward to working in this great space that is flooded with delicious morning sunshine!
I am so grateful for this day. I am thinking of Martin Luther King and his work and message.
Hope springs eternal!
Love one other, my friends!
Thursday, January 14, 2010
My studio is in limbo right now. I have a piano to deal with before I can move in. And I hesitate to embark on any projects until I am in my new space. But I really need to create. I need to go to that quiet place inside where the world retreats a bit and I begin to feel peaceful.
Making art soothes my soul in a way that is so natural and sweet that it feels nearly preordained. There is a feeling of clarity, of rightness that I find to be one of the truest joys of my life.
My heart breaks for the suffering in Haiti, for the family of dear Tina, for all of the brokenness in the world.
And that is why I need a moment to make something beautiful, to remind my heart that flowers still bloom by dusty roadsides and mothers hold their babies like the wondrous gifts they are. I need to think about love and hope and the kindness that binds us all to one another.
Tomorrow I will create and be filled with gratitude for the privilege of knowing my heart's safe harbor.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
It is a beautiful morning in suburbia. But for the people of Haiti this day is one of despair as they are faced with the aftermath of a 7.5 earthquake. Please pray for them and if possible donate to the American Red Cross international relief fund
Also musician Wyclef Jean's blog has a link to donate to his Haitian Relief organization through your cell phone...
This extremely impoverished island nation was still rebuilding after being hit by 4 major hurricanes in 2008. Their infrastructure is sketchy. Housing is ticky-tacky and the people struggle in the best of times. This is a tragedy of major porportions. Even the money you might plan to spend today on lunch, a new blouse or a manicure would help. If you live in the United States the odds are you are living a better life than these people.
Count your blessing and pay it forward.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
So, now perhaps I can get busy. Computer problems are such a time suck.
I am way behind on moving my studio crap.
BUT, above all I am happy that it is warmer and I am alive and spring is getting closer every day!
It's all good!
Friday, January 08, 2010
Thursday, January 07, 2010
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
Monday, January 04, 2010
Sunday, January 03, 2010
And, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of Heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun. ~William Shakespeare
Saturday, January 02, 2010
Hope 2010 has begun well for you. Stay warm and dream sweet flower-filled dreams.