What a day it is to be alive and to add life. I am leaving soon to drive down the coast, and I wish you a beautiful week. It is odd to be so out of contact and it is what it is. It is the first time since I started the blog that I haven't had daily contact, and I love watching the ducks adjust to the shifting tides. So, too, do I.
So I say:
Laugh and play!! And sing and dance with the birds. They are abundant right now, and perhaps build a nest for yourself from which to create. Ah, two jays are right here with me, right outside the window. Good Morning, we say, the birds and I.
I was looking at a friend's painting this week. It was wonderful. Paint your unconscious on your heart, on paper. Write. Work with clay. Play all day. It is Sunday, the seventh day, a day to rest.