Today, the wave of collage continues and I shall let it but I have other things to attend to early this week, so the blogging time needs to shrink. I’ll let the pix speak for themselves (Links later) except to say the prompts provided by Acey that were floating in my mind while working: three circles, figures that compel you, trees, diagonals and conversation. Reverse chrono order here.
Category Archives: SoulCollage
A word about optimism
“There are times when optimism is not appropriate or possible, and this is one of those times. Our President is delusional, lying, or ignorant; disastrous climate change and war with North Korea loom; marginalized people in our society are suffering. Faced with these calamities, catastrophic thinking is a rational response.”
- Radical acceptance. Clear eyed acceptance. Seeing things as they are now.
- Feeling the inevitable grief.
- Practicing mindfulness, in particular countering bad news with good (because pessimism is not useful either).
“You may object, “But I can’t just forget all the terrible things going on!” You are right. Mindfulness is not about forgetting. It is about shifting focus to what is most immediate and most helpful. We help no one by staying in our anguish for long. Bernie Sanders said it best: ‘Despair is not an option.‘”
As usual, I used Diana photo app for double exposures and Prisma app to create mosaics.
Wordless Saturday
Collaging to the news
A fire is nice, too.
Joy where it comes
The Royal Wedding. Sneakers that fit and offer support. Really good homemade gluten free cookies. Lilacs. Lichen. The strength to push a lawnmower. Friends to see movies with. Movies. Social media (yes, even that).
A coyote crossing the street at 6:30 in the morning, pausing to look at Finn and me. Disappearing behind Daniella’s place. Finn. Cloth and gifts of cloth (thank you Deb and Ginny!!)
I am the one who adores the wind and the sky and anything that plays with the wind in the sky. I adore red — how it pops and dances. I launch kites — and images and ideas, too. My element is air; my status freewheeling. I am the one who is not afraid to be silly or stand on the edge of a chair.