Things change. The sun sets or rises and the apex of that is in an instant. The tide is washing away your sand castle as it comes in, or taking your toys out to sea in a very brief blink of an eye. You realize you are out of sorts and the answer is before you, but usually it's a hair out of reach. And life goes on. And to quote master song writers of my youth, "The Times, They are a Changing". Peter, Paul and Mary, how I adored you! And in my "folk singing music career era" you fueled me! And still ...
Paul and I feel it. And with my gypsy heart RAGING to figure it out, I'm sure everyone around me feels it! I love Kermit the Frog's "it ain't easy being green" ... but have often changed it to "it ain't easy being me". Oh! How diva-esque, Cheri!
WHERE is the invisible line, that when you step across it, life has changed forever?
It's all in the blink of an eye, timing wise. Or it seems that way.
But in reality, the build up is more like an eternity.
It's THE MOMENT of the event that is only an intake of breath or a blink of an eye.
With each breath I am given I give thanks that I have had all these mountains of build up, times of change and blinks of an eye. I cannot even begin to list all that I'm grateful for, as it will go on for pages and pages. But I will say I am doing my absolute best to live with grace, dignity, faith, humility and LOVE.
I have been taking an e-course, which I have mentioned several times. The "goddess", Leonie Dawson, is an awesome bundle of precious energy and love. It's a bit over the top, but it works for me and I have SO VERY MUCH benefited from it! She starts at the beginning of what to do for your business/passion ... and carries you through to the very core of getting it done! I have not one regret about this commitment with her. She has absolutely fueled my fire from her tree house in the rain forest of Australia! if you want you can check her out ...
This photo is the "horn of plenty" with beauty, the music, the peace and the grace. This fella was practicing for the wedding last weekend. I couldn't help but take this shot. Meet Edward from Atlanta.
SO, Yesterday I took some of my art over to the Crossnore Gallery. The director there, Heidi Fisher was so very kind and generous with her time and willingness to meet with me and view my art. The Gallery there is associated with the Crossnore Weaving Room ... and on the campus with The Crossnore School where you have read Paul and I have been active in working with the children. I have taught dance, we have mentored, we have played games with the kids, made friends with the counselors, etc., and I took a weaving class last year which has been a great benefit to me.
Well, some of my art pieces ended up staying there and being displayed in the gallery! I am still kind of pinching myself to see if I am dreaming and have a little bit of "walking on cloud nine" syndrome. I go back to grateful, feeling very loved and accepted into an elite and wonderful group of folks. It's a very surreal experience for me. I vacillate between jumping around like a 5 year old (even a cartwheel of two) and being extremely zen about the whole thing! The whole thing, which took a very large amount of emotional energy on my part, ended up happening in the blink of an eye. And there are lots of friends and family members who believe in me and support me. And there is the course I am taking. And there is a boatload of gratitude I have to hand out to them all. And then there is the redheaded determination and the passion that I have NO CONTROL over.
The mountain you have to climb to get to the top is part of the journey. It would be a shame to miss out on the climb. I just want to say, it is amazing to live out the journey and get to the top. No matter WHAT the name of the mountain is or how/when you get to the summit.
Life is Good.