We need our voices and creativity more than ever now. We need to support one another with our current realities and our hopes and dreams. We have lost too much in the last year, and will lose so much more to come.
Five Years – after today, five years seems hopeful for the amount of time we have left. My brain and heart have been hurting a lot for months.
No matter what – it’s time to step up in our own ways!! Never say it’s too late.
I love Richard Butler even more after seeing him perform last night. He looked so happy and sounded better than ever – and he had so much vigor!
In the video below he talks about his process of painting and the process of touring his music . He’s a delight!
Thanks for your creative soul, Mr. Butler!
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I know the feeling of not having the chance to paint because of other creative projects. I’ve been going through stacks of journals and finding quick drawings that I saved for a later time. The time is now. Below is one of my “for another time” drawings.
Fool for love. Creative process is good. Relaxation is good. Make time for good things.
“Oh My Love” is a song written by John Lennon and Yoko Ono that appeared on Lennon’s Imagine album in 1971. George Harrison contributed guitar on this song and several other songs for the album. (wikipedia)
John: Well I don’t know who made the golden rule that sex and love have to go together because I’ve enjoyed love without sex and sex without love – and quite often they come together (there you go), but quite often they don’t.
Yoko: So what is love then? I really think that love is something to do with relaxation. When You’re guarded with somebody, then you’re not relaxed. And when you’re guarded with somebody, you can’t love that person. Love is when you understand it so well that you relax finally . . . and we have that kind of relaxation between us a lot.
While meditating last night, I felt an opening—a feeling of spaciousness throughout every cell of my body. I realized that the spaciousness of relaxation is where love flows. Though I was alone, I could feel love for my life, for the world. That’s a good feeling! (It seems I haven’t felt open and relaxed in a long while).
After I was done meditating, I saw one of my roommates and asked him if I could give him a hug. He said, “Yes, is everything alright?” I said, “Yes.” And so, we hugged.