found it lost it

I've been fairly convinced in the last few weeks that my 'discovered' ability to draw better than I thought was shortlived...actually managing to completely ruin a portrait for the first time...( I suspected I was capable of that!)

So I'm sketching and practicing and hoping for improvement...the portrait thing has become something in and of itself...I'm not sure if it's just very addictive in some way, or if I've found a bit of a 'my thing'...but it's what I want to improve at, and I actually found myself saying to someone, quite honestly, that I DO portraits. THAT is not a 'me thing' at all! I'm the permanantly unqualified 'I dabble' kind of woman, even after years of experience and/or training...

we'll see

Big kiss

A big sketch of our eldest

17 years

We celebrated our seventeenth wedding anniversary yesterday...lovely lovely lovely day.

Hmmmn

This is the tree they had to cut down from our Garden.They cut it down while I was ill weekend before last...I'm not sure if I'm pleased to have been spared watching it happen, or sad not to have said goodbye.

Just Hmmmn

and there she was gone

Just realising that the light in my workspace is only suitable for sketching...I need to work downstairs for anything finer...especially working with colour...still gives me time for tapping on the laptop.

Today isn't officially a work time for me, but i've really not been getting much done recently...to busy getting involved in more physical aspects of life...as for blogging! I currently want it all to appear here so I can read it and enjoy it, but I have less time for writing it!

When I get on-line I want to be learning and reading and exploring, but I miss this too. I've been hopewitching as well, which means less writing here..

I think I'm off to write somewhere else now...about home, for Beth at The Vitual Tea House.

Big kiss

Home

one of my mum's pics from home

There is something caught within beauty, as though it is trapped there, or I am trapped here, away from it. It silently sings and moves me with it's stillness. The second I witness that something, I am home.

At the moment I am lucky, love and the summer have me open, home is everywhere and I can welcome people in constantly. Generosity comes from being home, authentic action comes from being home, and unconditional love springs abundantly from this space, clearing path after path to doors which had been blocked to me before. When I am home, the world is an easier place to live in, and sharing it with others is a doddle.


I am not home when things are too rushed, when I act as though there are more important things to attend to than my sense of peace and connectedness, when I allow myself to become one of my roles instead of fulfilling a role.


Both of these states are easily slipped into, but coming home takes a little mindful focus and it's preciousness is balanced by the seeming un-importance of focusing in a dutiful life.


It's a good thing life is so beautiful.

Pink

Spending 48hrs in bed at the weekend seems to have done me an amazing amount of good!

I feel as though I've been reset. Quite sublimely reset.

And I've been given a little question to ask myself, It's a simple little question, but the answers I have been finding in myself are subtle, complete and freeing.

2008 is a gracious year.

Big kisses and a Universe of Love.

Wow! And then a week is gone.

He he!

It's Monday again! I had a couple of almost chances to post during the week, even got pics ready...then here I am it's Monday again! I shall miss the delight of coming back and delving throught this last week. Blogs can truly be a source of treasure and self-enlightenment when kept regularly. I still go back to my hopewitch blog.

What can I remember in brief?...

Have to work backwards

Sick as a dog most of the weekend
Spoke to the Gorgeous Goddess Lisa.

Mother and baby group Thursday AND Friday...so sitting around chatting with friends.

Weds night out to another most wonderful friends, walked both in the sunset and the dark, always good to acheive either.

Tuesday mother and toddler group...that's more run around and talk to toddlers, but they're friends too.

Monday...hmmm
I'm sure we squeezed friends in there, oh and a super early visit to my sister! luxury to have her so near by, so scrumptious week all round.

After a thoroughly ill weekend, I finally came on-line last night to find the picture above...it's the first of my pictures I've seen in a proper frame. I cannot describe how incredibly happy it made me! How stylish too! I keep going back to look at it because it seems a bit unreal and too lovely to be true.


Drawing has been one of my little dreams my whole life, bursting out in odd places, but essentially for my own joy and pleasure until now...there is something in being able to give pictures to others that is an amazing connection to the simple joy of giving that we /I had in childhood...drawings are a child gift.


Big kiss.


Life is like this often.

Mostly

Mostly, If you find me on here I should actually be off doing something else...


My house needs tidying, my paperwork needs doing, I've drawings to work on, and even people I could be having coffee with...never mind the pile of laundry waiting for me.


Of course mostly I have my littlest to keep me from those things, but he's actually not here at the moment, there's not another soul in the house...so I'm sat eating pick-your-own strawberries and talking to no-one on the internet...oh and listening to Lou Rhodes.


If only the whole world had my problems.


I hope that Love opens you more each day.


Big kisses