art is antidote to despair; there is always beauty, somewhere... I have believed this long and long, but is being put to the test now and found valid... focused attention paid intently is restful, in much the same way that I imagine meditation to be restful...
yesterdays walking was sunshiny, and my eye was captured here and there around the neighborhood:
This railing echos the Saratoga Street Community Garden recycled garden art-whimseys. Someone in the neighborhood is a welder...
Bless the northwet rain, moss will soften what edges hold still for it...
the tinyworld landscapes along the edges of paths, on the tops of walls, and in places where feet rarely tread, are full of delight...
soft light on a winters day; despite all, beauty abides...
myriad worlds for the finding, all you need to do is open your eyes...
Hi Alison - a quick note to say that you are in my thoughts, even though we are only virtual acquaintances. I'm not entirely sure of what your health problems are, although I can tell they are somewhat serious. I wish you fortitude in your trouble and hope for a speedy recovery.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kindly thoughts and healing wishes, they do help. When I went into the OR I was visualising myself surrounded by the folks that are closest to me, and by all the folks that I only know on-line as well, all sending me their lovingkindness.
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