"I wish grace and healing were more abracadabra kind of things. Also, that delicate silver bells would ring to announce grace’s arrival. But no, it’s clog and slog and scootch, on the floor, in the silence, in the dark." - Anne Lamott
One of my absolutely favoritest authors is Anne Lamott. There isn't a week that goes by that I don't think about something she's written which just occupies my mind and lets me go on autopilot for at least a few minutes. This week my brain has been turning over and around the above gem. Not like a Rubiks cube, that's too sharp and clacky. More like one of those little kid squishy toys that lights up. The studio construction mentioned in my last post is complete! Is the studio set up for me to work in yet - not quite. I had ankle surgery which hinders me from going up and down the steps - not that I don't try much to the discomfort of some of the people around me. Perhaps that gives you understanding of why I am thinking of the quote above? With only one foot allowed on the ground, I clog around on my knee scooter, slog across the carpet and scootch down the steps in order to at least try to show up in the studio. Slowly, I'm gaining grace and healing. Learn more about Ms. Lamott here. In the meantime, I've been working on this website, catching up on emails, reading, making cookies - all of which I can do sitting down. I recently made some preserved lemons and I'm looking forward to cracking those open in the depths of winter when a fresh scent and taste will be welcome. Speaking of life giving you lemons, check out this sweet painting :) Have a fruitful week. XO, Melissa
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