Thalia plucked a Columbine blossom and wondered out loud, “Can I turn this into a dress?”
“Purple is my color,” Urania grinned. “But I’ll let you use it.”
“What’s mine is yours, what’s yours is yours, and what’s ours is yours,” Calliope said. “Wonder where I picked that up.”
“Old as time,” said Nia, “and still we keep forgetting.”
Words from Typist:
Time to take the next step with our muse image.
I’m going to try painting and also drawing/coloring with markers.
Colored pencils are great for practice, and too weak for making a big splash.
Creatists — Take joy in the doing!
Last summer in Nashville I spent some time watching and listening to Clare Cunningham sing through an open window. Something about her presence caused me to pay attention and I followed her on Instagram. A day or two ago she posted an acronym:
Total Reliance Upon Spiritual Timing
What do you think of that?
Do we have the power to direct our thoughts and thought patterns away from fear and worry… towards love, learning, and growth?