Today the weather outside was perfect, but when I rose from my bed the lights would not come on. The clock was black. I did not know what time it was.
The world was off kilter.
For real.
I could not make coffee. I could not write a thot. I could not stand to be here a moment longer and so I got in my car and drove to my sister's. We puttered around with her flower pots, went to lunch, and she gave me some of her clothes because mine are not fitting.
Then I came home, walked, meditated in my favorite park and that was when I knew.
Getting in my car I drove home and repainted the picture I made for my Muse. It is no longer a flowery garden but a flaming sunset, a fitting tribute to someone who brought me back from the edge and gave me my life back.
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