My art and writing are two channels I use to express gratitude for all the goodness in my life.  Being creative requires me to step out of my comfort zone and explore new avenues.  When I write and paint from the heart, everything makes sense.  I am grateful for the opportunity to share my joy with you.

Nurturing Thursday:  The Sweetness of Friendship

Nurturing Thursday: The Sweetness of Friendship


In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. -Kahil Gibran

January is always a difficult month for me.  The dark mornings affect my mood so that even if I have had a good night's sleep I awake feeling listless and I struggle to start my day.  It takes effort to get anything done and, because I don't want to ruin anyone else's mood, I tend to keep more to myself. 

And so it was when I awoke yesterday, in spite of the promise of sunshine and warmer temps than we've had in a very long time.  I had been looking forward to the day:  I had made plans with two dear friends to go for a walk in the woods but because of my mood I was tempted to cancel.  While preparing my morning cup of tea I stared out the window and tried to sit with my sadness, allowing it to be.  I breathed in and out, emptying my mind for a few moments.  Just being still.  

The whistle of the kettle pulled me out of my reverie.  "Go," a voice inside of me whispered. "Meet up with your friends, soak up the sunshine, move your body. It will do you good."  

I decided to listen. I finished breakfast and dressed warmly, bundling up in scarf, hat and mittens.  We were meeting at one of my favorite hiking spots and as soon as I we were gathered together I could feel my spirits lift.  We hadn't been the three of us in quite a while (and one had recently had a health scare) so to be together was a wonderful thing.

We began walking, sun warming our faces, winter's cold brushing across our cheeks, our strides slow yet strong.  The river beside us was mostly frozen and the path before us was snow covered.  


While we strolled we caught up with one another, sharing news of our families and tales about our holidays.  I could feel my melancholy lift as the time passed by and I knew I had made the right choice.  Being with these two women whom I love so dearly had been the perfect medicine on this winter's day.  

Is there any better medicine then sharing pleasures with those you love?  

I returned home, thankful for the time we spent together, for the cheering of my heart, for the warmth of our friendship.


Sharing Nurturing Thursday with Becca.



Sunday Silence

Sunday Silence