sabbath

i did my first painting this afternoon. i enjoyed every single brush stroke of it....it was small, simple and more ambiguous and shape-oriented than anything else. but it was COLOR and smearing and a few words here and there. reds and yellow and black....a part of my heart on the page. i know i must be pretty agitated; i've got a lot of desire to do something with my hands.

i also sketched for awhile (still-life) and am going to read more of asher lev this afternoon. i believe a nap is also in order, as the snow falls outside the window. and perhaps some cocoa as well.....

my friend francie left around noon, after she, sammie joy, and i enjoyed a late breakfast at the city cafe. i really like that place - good atmosphere, lots of fresh java smells wafting about, and decent food for reasonable prices. i sound like a restaurant reviewer:)....but really, it was nice to have someone else do the cooking this morning. i was so NOT feeling that particular vibe.

i'm finding myself thinking of something a bit far away from me....of another place and another moment....of something possible and yet impossible....of a too-unfamiliar smile....of a part of me and my life that i have yet to know. i will keep writing and painting and drawing and cooking and praying until these things come....and please, Lord, let them come....