Wen Redmond: Journal Pages, Thinking in Ovals #2

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Journal Pages, Thinking in Ovals #2

When Next we meet

will I be calm?

can the sun be out?

long ago you made me watch the stars,

I saw them in your eyes

Namaste.

2 comments:

Cheryl Rezendes said...: Beautiful work Wen. I am so glad we had a chance to meet at Craft Boston. And yes, it is so funny that we were back to back. I'm just sorry we didn't get a real chance to get to know one another .

Thanks for the post on my blog. It seems that I am behind in everything! I'm sorry to say that I will not be attending the conference. My deadline for the first manuscript of this book is the beginning of July. And of course I am behind on that as well! Such is life.

Be well.
Cher; May 2, 2011 at 2:50 PM
Linda Teddlie Minton said...: Just beautiful, Wen. I can tell I'm going to love this series.; May 2, 2011 at 8:33 PM

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Kahlil Gibran

A spiritual awakening is often found and developed in a wilderness. It can be a poem or a parable of a deep forest, a mountain meadow or a cactus-studded desert. The outdoor spirit of plein air refreshes and further enables the indoor studio chapel. Each new creative beginning is a confirmation of the simple truth of taking care. And while it may all appear to be self-indulgent and isolating, every thought, every stroke, every caress of the brush adds a small refreshment of meaning and purpose to our universe. "Work is love made visible."

Poem by Mary Oliver

Hello, sun in my face.

Hello, you who made the morning

and spread it over the fields

and into the faces of the tulips

and the nodding morning glories,

and into the windows of, even, the

miserable and the crotchety –

best preacher that ever was,

dear star, that just happens

to be where you are in the universe

to keep us from ever-darkness,

to ease us with warm touching,

to hold us in the great hands of light –

good morning, good morning, good morning.

Watch, now, how I start the day

in happiness, in kindness.