Seeing with Love

I spent the evening tonight with a group of amazing women! And what did we do all night?

We PAINTED and talked and listened to music and laughed and had a blast!

See, we all seem to have so much TO DO in our lives and in the lives of our families that finding time for building friendships is always at the lower end of the list (sad but true). We decided that each month we would make the first Friday “Girl’s Night” and anyone who wanted to could come (assuming that they are women!). Whoever’s month it is has it at their house and they can decide what we will do. The first Friday, last month, we had “Come as your favorite author or literary character” at Carol’s home. Tonight, Becky’s kitchen and dining room became a studio with easels, canvases, paint, brushes, palettes, and cups of water set up for us to paint whatever we wanted. There was also a large blank canvas set up for us to each paint onto it something, then the next person build onto that one!

Needless to say, it was wonderful fun, but now I’m just beat! I took a few pictures, but will have to post them tomorrow πŸ™‚ So I will leave with another page from the past. I wrote this a long time ago, but the words apply as much today as they did whenever I wrote them.

Peace,

~me

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There is such awe and joy I feel when I am seeing with eyes that love -really looking through that lens.

Its as though I can see where you were, where you are now, and what you are capable of being all in suspended moment. And its so fleeting!

But that joy literally feels as though it shoots through me and it takes my breath away.

It mesmerizes me and for the briefest of seconds I understand everything and nothing at the same time.

I know it sounds crazy…

You know what it feels like?

What is the name of that hollow at the base of your neck?

That little space right before your Adam’s apple and above your heart?

When this feeling hits me, I can feel it in that space the most. Hmm. Wonder why that is?

Maybe it gets stuck there between my heart and my ability to understand

and its the confinement of that same joy in that very space

that makes tears appear in my eyes, despite the smile on my face

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3 Responses

  1. OOOOOOOOOOOH I know that spot you are talking about and that is a fantastic description!!

  2. what a wonderful idea you girls have there… may i copy it?!?!?!

  3. Absolutely, Shadow!
    We are scattered about and stretched by all the GOTTA’s we seem to have to do, so making it at least a monthly thing gives us a chance to look forward to it! And since each person picks a different month to host (and gets to pick what THEY want to do), it keeps us occupied and committed. I think every woman should find a way to make it priority and regularly scheduled (like haircuts!) – it feeds a part of the soul that nothing else quite does πŸ™‚

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