Feel salt on my skin
Hear gulls laughing in the wind
Waves lap shore, rhythm.
Art Prescription: I could use a trip to the ocean about now. Long walks along the sand, listening to the waves rolling onto shore. Peaceful.
Time marches forward
Like a lion free from cage
And never looks back!
Art Prescription: Ever wonder what life was like before clocks or calendars? Humans lived a long time by the sun, moon, and stars…sounds peaceful doesn’t it? Now we have a gazillion gadgets that constantly remind us we are racing with time. Facebook has made us a constant observer and publisher of our own lives and a voyeur of others. (disclaimer – I like Facebook) Tomorrow is Thursday and time for me to leave my studio for my nursing job. My goal for this week was to get my new “Mandala Blue” collection out to a table-top company! and I did! A word on persistence by Lebanese poet Hoda al-Namai:
I have not withdrawn into despair,
I did not go mad in gathering honey,
I did not go mad,
I did not go mad,
I did not go mad.