When I was young, plans just formed, play just happened, eyes were bigger, hearts and hands opened wider!
Instruments -paper, pen, pencil was best – as long as an eraser was attached at the end. Drawing commenced with my brothers and me – whatever we pleased. Watching Looney Tunes while eating Cocoa-Cocoa Crispies!
What a way to begin a Saturday or Snow Day with chocolate and art at our fingertips!
Art is imagination wide open! A place to explore with paper and pencil, sticks and music by the creek water trickles!
All is possible while looking and listening to one’s surroundings. A piece is created by the art of imagination!
Listening to Joni Mitchell while creating a collage! Two poster boards, magazines, glue, scissors, windows and a jar!
Journal out thoughts – prayers end the day. Then off to bed, dreaming of the next day’s play!
My play days ended far too soon.
However, I still dream of Art on the Side by the light of the crescent moon .
Where does love go when the light goes out? A question he asked once as a young man in his 60’s . He doesn’t remember asking these days. However, the question is a good one and has remained with me. How to answer this? Love is always present within every human being I believe. For some, a place in the dark could also represent a place of silence, loneliness, or the sound of mental chatter grinding away while one wishes for a lover’s embrace.
As a child, I recall needing two doors left wide open, and a nightlight on at all times in order to feel safe enough to close my eyes and attempt to go to sleep. Where was love in this dark twin bed on the third floor of Macon Avenue?
my son telephoned this afternoon – I answered hell-o .
He asked, how are you feeling? Not as well as I’d like to be, I said.
Additional questions followed, are you still seeing the Natural Medicine doctor, have you tried traditional western medicine? I replied, yes I have. It’s a virus, the immune system is low.
It’s the season for colds, flu and viruses.
I’ve had a virus for five days just before Christmas
holidays – missing a ballet, relaxing time with some friends and family,
missing work. It’s inconvenient and exhausting. I am very contentious about
what I eat, the sounds of another’s cough, sniffly nose, or the mention of the
words feeling bad. I run the other
way. Unfortunately, not always fast enough.
What to do? Rest. Watch a move. Drink lemon ginger tea. Take
elderberry, echinacea, drink lots of water and chicken soup just tastes better
when I’m down.
It’s time for the afternoon nap, the droopy eyes are
happening and I know some much needed liquid is needed.
Please think twice before going out in public while sick,
there are many of us who want to stay well and give their heartfelt thanks to
those who do heed this simple request.