I enjoy blogging. I enjoy writing about things that interest me. I find that the more I think about a subject, the more interested I become.
This world is full of fascinating things, people and ideas. Once I get an idea, I’m like a dog with a bone. I don’t want to let it go. I talk about it. I write in my journal about it. I google it. Once I goggle several aspects of it, it expands. I see references to it everywhere. How or why does that happen? ??? I just does. It’s a fact. It’s the Law of Attraction at work.
Then these ideas seem to dovetail over time with each other. It’s a natural evolution. I just sit back and watch them expand. And not just expand, but deepen, become richer and more meaningful. Life is just like that. Everywhere around me I see beauty and fascinating life. I’m surrounded by a beautiful dance…..It’s a dance, a do-si-do of people and animals, nature , weather, constant movement. The music we move to is always changing, the rhythm, the beat, is exciting and compelling or relaxing and soothing…..always changing.
I went to Disneyland, California Adventure, Universal Studios on one of those park hopping passes with my family. About the third day, don’t even ask me which park it was…..it’s all a blurr, I was pushing a stroller with two grandkids through a maze, a mass of fun-loving families, and two people suddenly cut diagonally across in front of me. I jerked back on the stroller to avoid clipping off their ankles. They were totally unaware of the danger they had dodged. And…..a man with a stroller coming from the opposite direction also jerked to a stop to avoid a head on collision with them. Ours eyes met, registered the situation, and we burst out laughing at the same time. He said, “It’s a dance”, as we passed by each other. At that moment, I felt at one with the world. Happy and satisfied. It is a dance.
That’s the way I paint. Moving to an unseen cadence that carries with it moods, emotions, feelings. I love my life. I love the time I spend painting. I love seeing the way I feel splashed down on paper. Sometimes it’s quick, sloppy movements, sometimes it’s careful, deliberate strokes. I can look over a painting several inches at a time…..a finished painting and feel the emotions and interest with which I laid down the paint.
I live my life the way I paint. Sometimes I slap-dash. Sometimes I’m more deliberate. It’s all in my mood.Sometimes activities require more attention to detail. Sometimes I’m trying to figure something out. Other times I’ve set an intention beforehand and am more or less acting by instinct, moment by moment, letting feelings and emotions carry me.
I’m coming to realize: It’s all good! I’m coming to accept I’m doing the best I can with what I know. And that’s okay. It’s enough! What I know keeps expanding and through that process, I realize I’m appreciating more. I’m appreciating the inspired moments; and, I’m appreciating the downtime, the contemplative moments. They all combine to form the dance of my life, the rhythm and joy of my life! Can it be any better than this?
