A Love Letter to No One....................Except, Perhaps, Maybe to Myself

​It snowed about 8 inches this week. Luckily, I work for the education system and didn't have to go to work due to the weather. 
I fully embraced the day like a bohemian. Lounging with the flow of influence. Drinking coffee and journaling while listening to bands like the Dum Dum girls.  This music led me to read poetry by Arthur Rimbaud and read about female surrealist artists which then inspired me to spend the rest of the day painting.

French Poet, Arthur Rimbaud

Dum Dum Girls, Rimbaud Eyes, official video image

​An unexpected delight opposed to my routine where I  purposely have to set time to create and eat. Speaking of eating, it is worth noting that sometimes going with the flow can lead to mindlessly consuming junk food. I spent the day foraging in my lightly stocked pantry. Stale chips equals nausea.
Note to self: Keep ginger ale on hand. 
Nonetheless, it was a day well spent.
I didn't shovel until the sun had set, scooping snow by the glow of a streetlight.
 
Create time for inspiration. Consume books, poetry, sitcoms, and walks on a sunny day or a snowy, starry night. 

Since my snow day, I've decided that I'm bidding adieu to my after-work routine for the sake of creativity,..... just as long as I get my steps in beforehand.

Portion of a Painting that I'm painting

Every Brilliant Thing. Written by Duncan Macmillan with Donahoe, HBO Productions

​This week was Valentine's Day.
I am a hopeful romantic but I must say, I don't care for the holiday. Almost every social media post is a declaration for the love of a spouse, significant other or pet. Rightfully so!
Why are there so few posts declaring our love for ourselves? Is that too sappy for Valentine's Day? I mean, the love you save my be your own.

To truly enjoy one's own company is the greatest love of all. Spiritually, mentally, and physically, to be in love, you have to be happy that you exist in this world. Humans spend so much time searching and longing for acceptance that most often we don't accept our own beating hearts. Our hearts that fuel us to stay on the road of wanting and hoping.
What does the heart have to be lonely about when there are so many things to love?

This reminds me of the one-man Broadway show, Every Brilliant Thing. A story about a child who makes a list of his favorite things to help his mother as she struggles with mental illness. A tear jerker tale but worth watching.

Speaking of brilliant things, one of my favorite brilliant things is discovering a new song that is moving and sentimental. In consideration of the holiday, I re-watched the 1995 film, Before Sunrise.
​A reminder that in a disconnected and technological world we can still find connection amongst strangers in real life.  There's a scene in a record store where Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy's characters listen to the song, Come Here by Kath Bloom. The soundtrack is subtle but that particular tune that's getting some serious rotation on my playlist.

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