Last night thun…
Last night thunderstorms rolled in and I reverted back to my childhood fears including tears. The dog was terrified and tried to get behind the heavy waterbed head board. I am not sure which one of us made the bigger scene she or I.
This morning you would not know we had a storm and it is business as usual. Morning coffee and checking my computer for emails, facebook comments, blogging. I have completed three paintings -well actually one and put a new face on two. It is difficult for me to look at my own work without a critical eye but none the less it is theraputic for me and the more I do the more I am learning. This applies to bloogging too. I have a copy of Mother Theresa’s prayer in my list and have started reading it each morning as a reminder that I am where I am supposed to be and I have talents to use thanks to my God given gifts. In the prayer she says sing and dance-singing is not one of the gifts I have received unless you want to frighten away others
Go to get more coffee and work on painting again- it is so relaxing.