Looking for images that inspired positive thoughts to share, I came upon these favorite photos; while they are not technically beautiful, they settle the restlessness. I'm reminded of the Tin Man with his empty chest--knock on it and it echoes a hollow reply. It isn't that my heart is missing, but I'm feeling a bit tin-y. OIL! Just a little to get that head of mine cranking out the words to delight and dazzle, comfort the achy fingers. These photos are my oil.
This elephant has appeared on Facebook, and just now I remember sending it to a friend in Sweden. What a funny choice to send across the sea. Did I hear that friend is married now? The clothes were favourites. It was a time when I felt confident. It would be fun to have all that hair again--and no grays!
The trip out West was the first road trip Habtamu and I took together. It was fun and challenging. I learned how fast he could drive through Canada, and not through Wyoming. We drove 3001 miles. So many favorites: SD, MI t-shirt, my Love, road trip, & summer skin.
Although my shirt was a bit revealing--a problem covering-up what I spent my 20's advertising, its moments like this one that make motherhood so enjoyable for me. I don't want to be the crabby, screaming Mom. I want to be a flowy, help you find your wings Mom. And I will do.
I listen to a few minutes of a radio show Saturday mornings on my short car ride to work. It seems to be focused on living a positive life, the power of intention, positive confession, that sort of You Go Girl type of conversation. I sometimes have a difficult time resolving the Scandinavian version of humbled guilt and the American entitlement philosophies. I am not sure if we really can affect our lives by sending out positive vibrations, but haven't we always heard that we reap what we sew? Couldn't that be true for intention, attitude, satisfaction? My life is blessed with a loving healthy family, a fine house to make our home, in a wonderful nation, where Hubby and I both have jobs, opportunity to be creative, to learn and grow, to be humble and to be proud, to laugh and to sigh. I am free to find the silver linings. I do it all the time with other people, and today within myself. If there are heavier darker days, stiff and squeaky days, I can find satisfaction in my silver linings-sweet babies, strong husband, creative and forgiven/forgiving self. Satisfied? (whenever I say silver lining to somebody, and when I think about it for myself, i get a mental picture of a cloud with a shiny satin silver lining--like inside a coat. this thought, and sharing it make me smile. mission accomplished!)