This morning I was running late for work-not horribly late, I was just on track to get there 20 minutes early instead of 40. Usually I drive to work in a bit of a daze, numbed by the cold and the dark and whatever horrible tragedy is playing out on the morning news. This morning I noticed the world changing from black to grey to a beautiful pale blue as the sun started coming up over the distant trees. I haven't driven to work in light since early fall, and it warmed my brain to have some exposure to sunshine before entering the flourescent false daylight of school. Once again, I am awed by the earth's cycles and feeling re-energized by the return of spring. It must be time to start planning this year's garden...
I am a teacher and graduate student in Literacy Studies. I live in a small New England coastal town with a dog, a cat, my husband, the Pirate King(PK for short)and our baby boy. We grow gardens, paint, play crazy violin music and kayak as often as possible.
n. a merging of action and experience in which time seems to stand still and experience takes on a rich texture; utter absorption and energized focus on the creative process
About This Blog
This online exploration is a record of my quest to approach life more mindfully, and to pay close attention to my own artistic impulses-as well as the creative energies of those around me. PK and I are driven by a desire to build the world around us into something full of lightness and beauty, and to learn to exist more in the now than in the might-have-been. This blog charts our navigation of those sometimes murky waters.