Sometimes, when sitting in an oversized chair and peering through a very tiny window, one's perspective can become substantially, altered.
Yesterday morning, I was awake early (nothing different from any other morning) and was bursting with electric joy that shocked all that I came into contact with.
We're forever and always ensconced by cosmic forces--randomly, to the players involved but not the Universe.
When two powerful, yet humbled forces collide, magic is created. I, for one am a firm believer of magic, as sometimes, we all need a lil magic in our lives.
...as I walked, with very little effort and alongside my new friend, the sun kissed my skin at an incredibly, pleasing temperature and with perfectly, pursed lips, I was filled with grace.
Gratefully, our little journey (we trekked to Ace Hardware Store) was fully equipped with interesting chatter and a breeze that can not be described as less than magnetically, decadent.
We transcended age and ethnic differences while simply focusing on being human. The art of being human and LISTENING is so fragile, yet powerful and if given an opportunity is empowering and quite enlightening.
I'm on the precipice of 40 and my son will turn 24 one month after my birthday (you do the math).
I've bounced around and chipped away at my ideas, locations, gifts and path(s) throughout our lives (I'm so grateful that I didn't allow the negative words of others affect my continuous efforts).
Kendall (my son) has gone away to college (he decided after a couple of years that he just wasn't into it--I never faulted him for that, as neither was his artistic mom), changed ideas, avenues and switched gears (he's currently enjoying his Welding courses and the more he tries different things, the prouder he makes me).
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*Swish, scratch, swish*...went the brushes and palm swipes of seven-subtly, eager artists against their roughly-textured and prepped canvases. Resonating incredibly soothing feels, like a medium-bristled brush being lovingly and carefully raked through her hair. It gave her the chills (click to read more of the sample and purchase)...
She, steadily walked down the busy road, yet there were no appropriate sidewalks and cars were whizzing by. At any given time, there may have been a million questions/comments/thoughts/replays/intentions and words traveling along the synapses of her nerve endings, overflowing her system and blowing her mind (click to read more of the sample and purchase)...