Yesterday a friend dropped of a basket overflowing with thoughtful gift items. I've also received a couple of packages by mail. 🎁
I read an article last weekend that resonated. It was written by a cancer patient who said, "If you want a lot of unsolicited advice... Get cancer." Then she went on to list all kinds of contradictory information that has been tossed at her. Don't eat sugar! Drink milkshakes!
Yes... I'm learning there is some truth to what she shared AND also...
If you want to know how many people care about you... Get cancer. Love is pouring in from everywhere. ❤️
Lo and behold, we are appearing. I won't steal Gary's thunder and try to record the muses' conversations, but Urania was right. Support and love is pouring in. Sleep well, all four of you.
To all who engaged with me last night, and those who winced or rolled their eyes, I owe you an apology. And most of all, Gail.
I overlooked many elements of the Born Free Newsletter and Three Muses Merge blogs. Beginning with Gail and all she has done and continues to do to faithfully keep her ideas fresh and kind. To this community that reads and supports and eagerly awaits the next BFN or 3mm.
While likening myself to Cato in The Pink Panther movies, I missed the part that I was cast to appear deaf and blind. For that I am sorry to you all.
I exchanged emails with Gail this morning to own my arrogance and self absorption. This was my decision to delete that misguided post from last evening. Gail deserves more, and you all get that.
I’ll endeavor to be a productive member of this community. I’ll keep my focus on what Gail is sharing. I’ll help in whatever way she requests.
Engaging with you in comments here, and on BFN, is one of my greatest joys in writing both newsletters.😊
I am grateful you are here.
In a conversation somewhere else with a friend he said something like... "There is no justice... only mercy." Isn't that fascinating to think about? To me it speaks of forgiveness.
The muses and I sure hope you'll keep commenting and bringing us smiles along with your perspectives.
Gail, And I so appreciate and feel your forgiveness. My mentioning Cato and The Pink Panther brought to mind Peter Sellers’ last movie, “Being There.” His character, Chance, usually spoke very few words.
Taken in its totality I may begin my contemplated three word remarks as a starting point. That would leave a lot more time for thoughtful reflection on what you share with this wonderful community.
No... not scary. There is freedom in allowing the muses to do the talking -- gives my ego a little space.
Also, C has been tailing me since the age of 9 when my mom was diagnosed. If I can share anything that helps take the power and fear out of the disease, I will feel good about lightening somebody else's load.
I am hopeful that now all of the investigation and pre-chemo work is complete, I will have more cognitive energy to write/draw/paint. If I can write a children's book that would soothe the soul of my 9 year old self, that'd be something grand, wouldn't it? That said... I'm really tired.
I love that the muses talk about this. They do give space to a lot of feelings with a little lightness here and there.
The power and fear of the disease indeed. I lost my father from cancer - all be it not at such a young age - and have lost other people after that. At a time I constantly thought I would be next. Not anymore fortunately.
It is good to have heard lots of stories since then about people with happy endings after cancer. The treatments have improved and keep improving.
It would be great to soothe your 9 year old self. Grand is a good word for it. But there is lots of time for that. And I can imagine that your tired self will be calling the shots for a while.
If you can write a children's book to soothe the souls of children, that would indeed be grand, dear lady. 💚 And if you need help, you have people who will come when you call. {*{*{*hugs*}*}*}
Hi Karen, We kid about that but in reality I’m more like Cato from the Pink Panther movies. Once he hid in the oven and leapt out when Inspector Clouseau opened the oven door! Figuratively I spring out as a way to make Gail laugh.
Art Attack — The overwhelming feeling of having so many creative ideas at once and not enough time to do them all. 😁
Deb offered this one. DEB: “I work with people like this on church projects. It’s exhausting!”
Yesterday a friend dropped of a basket overflowing with thoughtful gift items. I've also received a couple of packages by mail. 🎁
I read an article last weekend that resonated. It was written by a cancer patient who said, "If you want a lot of unsolicited advice... Get cancer." Then she went on to list all kinds of contradictory information that has been tossed at her. Don't eat sugar! Drink milkshakes!
Yes... I'm learning there is some truth to what she shared AND also...
If you want to know how many people care about you... Get cancer. Love is pouring in from everywhere. ❤️
Lo and behold, we are appearing. I won't steal Gary's thunder and try to record the muses' conversations, but Urania was right. Support and love is pouring in. Sleep well, all four of you.
I am #Grateful for all of Paintists 🎨 friends! 😎
To all who engaged with me last night, and those who winced or rolled their eyes, I owe you an apology. And most of all, Gail.
I overlooked many elements of the Born Free Newsletter and Three Muses Merge blogs. Beginning with Gail and all she has done and continues to do to faithfully keep her ideas fresh and kind. To this community that reads and supports and eagerly awaits the next BFN or 3mm.
While likening myself to Cato in The Pink Panther movies, I missed the part that I was cast to appear deaf and blind. For that I am sorry to you all.
I exchanged emails with Gail this morning to own my arrogance and self absorption. This was my decision to delete that misguided post from last evening. Gail deserves more, and you all get that.
I’ll endeavor to be a productive member of this community. I’ll keep my focus on what Gail is sharing. I’ll help in whatever way she requests.
And otherwise refrain from thinking I’m clever.
Again, my apologies to you all.
Gary S
Gary S,
Engaging with you in comments here, and on BFN, is one of my greatest joys in writing both newsletters.😊
I am grateful you are here.
In a conversation somewhere else with a friend he said something like... "There is no justice... only mercy." Isn't that fascinating to think about? To me it speaks of forgiveness.
The muses and I sure hope you'll keep commenting and bringing us smiles along with your perspectives.
I/Thou,
G
Gail, And I so appreciate and feel your forgiveness. My mentioning Cato and The Pink Panther brought to mind Peter Sellers’ last movie, “Being There.” His character, Chance, usually spoke very few words.
Taken in its totality I may begin my contemplated three word remarks as a starting point. That would leave a lot more time for thoughtful reflection on what you share with this wonderful community.
I/Thou,
g
Love the paintings
Thank you Pennie! Over the weekend I received a beautiful handmade card from Florida. It sparkles!
With every day there is a new beginning.
☀️
Love to you! ♥️
You're welcome. You are an inspiration and your strength touches me.
Thanks Pennie! 🙏🏻
It all feels so close by how you write, Gail. Is it scary to be this open while you’re going through all of this?
No... not scary. There is freedom in allowing the muses to do the talking -- gives my ego a little space.
Also, C has been tailing me since the age of 9 when my mom was diagnosed. If I can share anything that helps take the power and fear out of the disease, I will feel good about lightening somebody else's load.
I am hopeful that now all of the investigation and pre-chemo work is complete, I will have more cognitive energy to write/draw/paint. If I can write a children's book that would soothe the soul of my 9 year old self, that'd be something grand, wouldn't it? That said... I'm really tired.
I love that the muses talk about this. They do give space to a lot of feelings with a little lightness here and there.
The power and fear of the disease indeed. I lost my father from cancer - all be it not at such a young age - and have lost other people after that. At a time I constantly thought I would be next. Not anymore fortunately.
It is good to have heard lots of stories since then about people with happy endings after cancer. The treatments have improved and keep improving.
It would be great to soothe your 9 year old self. Grand is a good word for it. But there is lots of time for that. And I can imagine that your tired self will be calling the shots for a while.
Thank you Marijke for listening and commenting.
Once upon a time my instinct would have encouraged me to hide. I’m grateful to be beyond that. ♥️
If you can write a children's book to soothe the souls of children, that would indeed be grand, dear lady. 💚 And if you need help, you have people who will come when you call. {*{*{*hugs*}*}*}
Yes! ♥️💚💜 Thanks Jack and Deb.
Are you typist's clone??? :)
Hi Karen, We kid about that but in reality I’m more like Cato from the Pink Panther movies. Once he hid in the oven and leapt out when Inspector Clouseau opened the oven door! Figuratively I spring out as a way to make Gail laugh.
I use to love those movies! I'll look forward to reading your next escapades, Cato, er, Gary!
Brilliant Gary! Simply Brilliant 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼