First of all, I’m a delight.
Second, life is one lone mysterious river of wonder.
“I do not wish to talk about myself because I hold very deeply the belief that what is important is the work, not the person.”
― Remedios Varo
This whole week has been full of shenanigans and wonkiness. Everything from power outages to deep thoughts that ran amuck. I talk about it in this week’s podcast over at Mom’s Strange Magic, but wanted to say a few words here, too.
A wee bit ago I was able to see a Remedios Varo exhibit in Chicago. While the whole trip was life changing, reminding me that everything isn’t about us (meaning not everything in the world revolves around you, or me, or all humans), I was also able to see the things I love in their full form. That’s a whole tale and a half, but not for this post. Nor is the magical tale of seeing the original works from one of my favorite artists (side note, I was able to see another exhibit from another fave artist, Georgia O’Keefe during my next trip to Chicago), as that would be several paragraphs of ramble that would read like a fan-girl ramble.
So this week, it’s been an interesting one, so I have had to dwell in the land of uncertainty. That place used to really make me feel like my skin was crawling, but now it’s like the Universe is nudging me to stop, breathe, and get recentered. Honestly, between you and me, that is what was needed. You know, just some good old-fashioned WTF is going on right now energy. Some people need quiet to create, others hide themselves away from the world, and some wait for inspiration. Me? Well as soon as that wild hair starts blowing in the wind, the ideas start flowing. In my younger years I made notes, stuck them in a journal, then came back to them when the time was right. Now it’s a race to find a piece of paper to put in a journal before the idea floats away. It’s not an aging brain, nor a health issue, or even my creaky joints, but the fact that I’m out of practice. During the time I was caring for my family, there was no time to engage creativity. It was literally one foot in front of the other, every day, for nearly 11 years. And you wanna talk about uncertainty…that was like boot camp for being able to handle any kind of stress. 10 of 10 I **don’t** recommend.
Speaking of ideas, one or two just popped into my noggin, which means there are only a few short minutes to get them on paper. This means that I’m going to do an abrupt sign off — but that’s okay, what isn’t written here is in the podcast. Y’all keep shining brightly as the Sun.
Until next time…much love,
~ KEU
Kim Upton 