
Already Friday...already anticipating my reality shift...less than two weeks and a take off, landing, re-entry...and a welcome back to Kolkata.
But alas, i'm not leaving, at least not quite yet. So, as difficult as it is, i'll attempt at the being...where i am, when i'm there...
Today is an open slate.
Cafe Verona Bold is keeping me company to my right...
Mumford and Sons serenade my background, "sigh no more" they say...
Acrylics to be mixed and molded and washed are on the table before me...
Washed canvas waits at a local studio for me in need of creative attention...
Dear familiar voices greet me from across oceans, what value in being known...
My beach gear waits like a happy tailed dog at the door...
Learning to rest, receive, be...unbelievably difficult...freedom to not fill each and every moment...one of these days, even peace might come naturally...
For now, let's see what happens...today.
1 comments:
so good to read.
my friend, the poet... i've missed you.
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