A couple of spring days filled with summer sun. Everybody begins to feel better, don’t they?
Sunshine yellow so buttery – quite different with autumn’s golden hues – warming bare skin which only a few days before was wrapped up in double layers.
I spent yesterday sitting in this sunshine. Not doing anything at all. Letting the chatter from the neighbour’s garden stream over me. A gardening to-do list begun, but never completed. I just let it be (after all, I’m getting through it.)
And here I am today, upright and breathing quite well. Taking it easy at my desk – fueled by hope and the promise of love, connections and meaning.
This March has been brutal in terms of health. That’s been prominent in my work of the last couple of weeks, but as the sunshine streams over my desk today, I am reminded of just some of the things I love about March – this season of transition;
- Blackbirds singing at dusk – at once nostalgic and hopeful.
- The first laundry of the season out to dry on the line – fresh air brought inside.
- The advent of daylight savings time reminding me there is life after dinner.
Instantly, I can breathe easier.
So, these are my prompts for my art journal for the week ahead. I would love to hear yours.
I love your words and your March list. Perfection.
I’ve been feeling flat in AJing for a few weeks. But, last week, my mentor gave me a scrap of a thin white screen-like fabric material. I don’t know what it is but I like it. So, my challenge is to use a piece of it in every page until I run out. I like challenges; they help me find new excitement again. 🙂
Oh, I love your pages so much – can’t wait to see these appear.
I think such challenges can offer a great sense of renewed vigour!
Oh I am not doing any kind of journaling at all, just watching the flowers, seeing what they tell me, and like you: breathing in this extraordinary burst of yellow.
Glad you’re breathing a bit more easily x
Joanna, I love that you can make sense of so much with your dialogue with the flowers. xxx
Omg, Julie. how powerful is this mseasge. I just got an email from an old friend from my past (elementary school) TODAY after all these years and then I read your blog. And what did I do after I read the email? I cried! And now I’m crying again. lol.Thank you for the mseasge hugs.Elisa