unfinished mother child staff

unfinished  mother child staff

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

2010. yesterday was a palindrome.

I want the lurking sadness to retreat to it's proper place...the shadows.

Life is a gift, always go toward the light.

acknowledge the shadows, paint them, write them, knit them, doctor them, enter their dreams and beginnings and sometimes their endings: never let them rule you.

I worked on a piece that I actually like, pencil and chalk, got into the zone. starting to do drafts on the wrong paper; knowing this of course means I am either out of balance or deconstructingthe ideas of others so i once again end up with my own... finally understanding that making drafts, playing, is ok after all. but most libras i've met are almost always weighing all available resources toward that delicate, perfect balance. and there is the rub.

when we are in balance, we enter those rare moments that at last make perfect sense.

and it's worth it. don't forget that everyone has every starsign i their charts, so most of you get this.