Today is Chris's 29th birthday, and he received the gift of a huge raise yesterday, so he has much to celebrate. We will celebrate tomorrow, for tonight Steve and I have tickets to the MV Film Festival. I look forward to that, while again today struggling with the political news. There are so many great columns on the ethical side that I should be comforted, and I again find myself wondering about continuing to live in this country. This happens to me every once in a while, and I will adjust, and somehow am feeling hit particularly hard right now. Maybe it is just a way to integrate. A year ago I was awaiting surgery. Now, I am healed, and finding my way backward or forward, whichever way it goes.
When I began painting on silk, I formed what I called Sacred Hoops. I painted in circles. I was told that form would be hard for people to accept. They are used to squares and rectangles. Today, I saw a painting of a sandpiper and it was round. It was hanging amidst squares and rectangles, and it is what I loved. It came toward me. I felt the sandpiper in my midst. May we live in the circle of the teepee today, the campfire, the seasons, the rhythm, the harvest of a circular, circulating life.
