To keep my body strong / possibly snake oil To make up for not getting enough sun / help the others / possibly snake oil To keep the panic at bay / It does the best it can. To keep the depression at bay / It does the best it can. To keep the panic at bay / It does the best it can. To keep me from getting too… Keep Reading
Archives for October 2018
I am beginning to remember the purpose I claimed as my own long ago. Yesterday: a reminder of how alive I feel when I am creating things & what that entails – aiming for eyes wide open, being witnessed, an outstretched hand. Mary Oliver tells me what I need to do: “Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.”
I’m getting back into writing poetry. This is my first in far more than a year I believe. Maybe that’s why it’s so much longer than mine have been in the past. I’ve remembered the power it once had to help me understand & cope & make sense of things & how I feel about them. I wrote this poem this morning – the emotions were strong this morning –… Keep Reading
The day before my actual birthday was wonderful – decorations were put up, some old & new friends came over, Edward cooked us delicious food, we had afternoon tea, we managed to find a field of yellow flowers I’d seen a few days before near Wetumpka, AL but couldn’t quite remember where & did a little photoshoot with fancy clothes there. The atmosphere was festive. My actual birthday was not… Keep Reading
I hung a stupid plant’s stupid vines in the shower & for a moment life didn’t feel like endless toil & suffering.
I’m lucky enough to have my first designated artist studio room in our current rented house. I spend a lot of my time in here. Lena has a little dog bed near my desk & I’ll often drag Sam’s giant bed in there too so we can all hang out while I am doing things on the floor or at my desk. Sometimes when I’m not feeling motivated to do… Keep Reading