You are on the right track if:
After dad passed away, we packed the house up quickly. He collected a LOT of stuff and my mom had thrown these in the trash. My husband retrieved them because he thought they were cool.
I’ve chosen the font and set the text for my third book. It just needs some tweaking here and there, but I’m almost ready to do the illustrations! The goal with this one is experimental: write about “adult” issues in a children’s book style.
If we choose to continue believing our ego, we will spend our lives swinging up and down. The energy behind our compulsive thinking is the energy of fear. It keeps us looking outside ourselves for the next thing, person or project for fulfillment. However, there is a space between the up and down of our emotional seesaw, when we are equally balanced in the middle. The outer and inner noise disappears; this is where we are able to connect to the essence of our being. It is here, in the stillness, we connect to the energy of love, kindness, equality, a deep sense of worthiness and lasting inner peace. Accessible in every moment, it is within you and me, right here, Now. Our happiness and inner peace can’t be found in the past or the future, but only in the stillness and awareness of the present moment.
I just purchased this beautiful Japanese watercolor set. I’m going to start painting the pictures for “When Chloe Clingfish Collected Clutter.” Originally, I was sure I would use iridescent ink. But now, I’m not so certain. What a wonderful dilemma!
Stay safe everyone. Be kind to each other.
I just watched this and it brought tears to my eyes. It also made me miss my students a TON!
Choose to see the good. Do some good.
I had to look up pictures of dad. It’s been almost 8 months since he passed and it was difficult to look at them. But it’s all good. He was a good man.
I love how the branches are just resting on the rocks.
You have a choice: wisdom or woe. I don’t care about your childhood. Don’t use your horrible childhood to excuse your behavior. Let it go. Ultimately, you have a choice between living a life of wisdom or woe.
In the span of the last 12 months, I lost my father, a very close family friend, and my best friend from college.
This past year has been a deeply reflective period on mortality and legacy.
Lately, I’ve been drawn to dead and dying things in nature. They, like people, are so undervalued in our eyes. Once vibrant and colorful, they continue to feed the earth with their “bodies.”
Here are a few beautiful leaves I saw while on a walk:
and my interpretation:
I believe that the more we live in presence, the less we fear “death.”