Kids are giggling in the bath. I bet the floor will be puddled with water but I don't care. We all need laughter. No new drama. Tired after a fun weekend. We went with Mom to the Auburn Quilt Show (about twenty minutes drive). Beautiful artwork. And I call quilts art. The medium is fabric. The concepts of color, composition, and a brave artistic leap of faith and time all go into each piece. It was inspiring. We learned a few tricks for applique. I don't quilt myself (yet) but my mom is a fantastic quilter. I've long thought of her as a secret-artist because she would never own up to the title but the stuff she creates is amazing!
Ian has noticed how we say uh-huh and nuh-uh while nodding or shaking his head. He practices both with deliberate mimicry, and his attention to the details with his careful inflections are hilarious. I will try to catch him on camera.
I'm visualizing a lot. I picture a rewarding, lucrative job for my husband (with benefits). I picture 'discovery' for one of my creative outlets that will finance my health-care. I visualize pain-free days and stress-free evenings.
I'll let you know how it goes. I started watching "The Secret" and I know the concept. I saw "What the Bleep?" years ago. Quantum physics, where our mind creates our reality. And I see how we can create our world, we create how we perceive our world. But a great divide opens up for me around the concept when it comes to disability. There is a lot of responsibility in saying we thought this reality into being. I don't believe that. How could I shape my genetics before I was even born?
We have power. And we have surrender. And we need both.
Time to tuck the kiddos in again. More musing soon :)