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Calliope stands at the window, watching January flakes dance and drift.
Thalia flips betwixt apps and scrolls. “Best invehhn-shun — eh-vrrrrr!”
Nią harrumphs. “Distraction.”
“Both…” Calliope bridges the gap. “And like everything else in this world… we are gifted an opportunity… to employ the tool with passion and clear thinking.”
The Buddha, the Godhead, resides quite as comfortably in the circuits of a digital computer as he does at the top of a mountain or in the petals of a flower.
~Robert M. Pirsig: Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
A note from LoveLetterist:
I saw a cute meme this morning that showed a wall mounted telephone.
"People had more freedom when telephones still had wires."
It gave me a giggle...
and a reminder.
My pocket computer takes me places and gives me opportunities I'd never have without it.
That said, it's an addictive little nuisance, too.
It is my job to remember that I am...
100% responsible
for the space in my life that I give it.
Today’s drawing provoked thoughts of how cartoon characters take shape over time. Charlie Brown, Mickey Mouse, and the like. That characteristic “look,” not unlike an avatar, says a lot without a single word spoken. I feel certain you have no intention of rendering any of the Muses in a particular look. Perhaps my reading regularity renders them so. 😊
Also recognizable is the snow laid down on the steps as seen through your window pane. Are your Muses adept at wielding a snow shovel? (Of course I have a notion of who wields that shovel, though it could be the kid...)
The quote from Zen And The Art Of Motorcycle Maintenance squares up with my sense of Great Spirit. At this moment I’m holding Great Spirit in my left hand!
Thanks as always, Gail, for jump starting my brain today! 🙏🏽