detail of unfinished mermaid. soon she will be revealed.
had a lovely afternoon painting, painting, painting.
and in between painting, painting, painting, I was reading.
Reading The Red Tent
When I finished it, I was racked with sobs.
It is the story of Dinah ~ Dinah, sister of Joseph (of Technicolour Dreamcoat fame), daughter of Jacob. It is the story of her mothers, her birth, her life filled with tragedy and love, and then her death. And I am immensely grateful for having read the book ~ it has opened new worlds in me, revealed to me the underbelly of being a woman.
And at the same time... I am going to give voice ~
I was struck by so much fear... Fear of growing up, growing old.
Fear of the enormous task of giving birth, being a mother.
Fear of loving, letting go, losing.
Fear of change, of the transience of this life.
And that must be what good books do ~
turn us upside down,
change our perception,
enlighten us to other worlds,
make us feel fear...
and do it anyway.
~
...bought a beautiful moon diary yesterday!
...am putting off going to sleep, because that means when i wake up it means it is monday morning. some days... well most days lately, all I want to do is stay home and chase my dream. Perhaps I'll go and write in my gratitude journal now.
... shout out to sezolas for our rocking chat today. :)
... shout out to, to the beautiful Lisa Marie just because. Strength, courage, love to you.
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