Seems like everything keeps going haywire right now but we are all having our struggles through these times. I am hanging on to my rope life life crossing these rapid waters. It seems one thing gets clear and another undercurrent comes and tries to pull me under. But on the flip side, I try to stay strong and put on my armor and fight it. And so far, getting through. I still have the ability to laughter at the devil dog across the street. he is back to 100%. I am blessed with a new baby in the family and she keeps everyone in love with her sweet smiles. Life is good just turbulent right now. I hope all of you are staying strong too. If not, get on here with me. We can all hold virtual hands together united. 🙂
I am so glad to have the ability to do Art. I am blessed and happy for that. I am happy to be able to have my Prayer, my Yoga and the different ways to diffuse the chaos that can try and overwhelm my mind. So, I take days off to read your blogs. I take days that I solely fix on Yoga and Prayer and Meditation. This week I am focusing on Painting. it calms me. It soothes me and it keeps my mind of another World I enter when I paint. I hope all of you are have some great things to help release as well! 🙂
Well, along with writing and other things I do I picked up the brush again. I just decided to fall off the beaten path and try some new things. This is my first. Cow with a bow on its head. lol. But I like it. It cheers me up for some reason. I hope you like it too!
OMGOSH! I went outside and I see the black flash of my husband’s Shepherd running. Oh great. This dog, Raven, is beautiful, smart, a Master Escape Artist from a large Privacy fence. She turns on the outside faucet even though she gets fresh iced water and she has a pool and she has every toy known to man. She destroys them. So, anyway, I finally wrangle her (he, the hubby, is gone of course) into letting me get the leash on her but then she wrangles out of the collar. I finally get THAT back on and I am trying to pull a huge dog in so I can get her into the back. Needless to say. she had torn another portion of the fence out. And to say the least, my back hurts, I tore the tips off of two of my fingernails and she is fine now. I am ready to fall into bed. She is a true, smart escape artist who is like the Velociraptor in Jurassic Park. lol
I believe ALL lives matter because it is not about a race or a heritage. It is about living, breathing humans. It is about mothers, fathers, children, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, etc. It is about the drug addict, the alcoholic, those suffering form mental issues, those who are fine. Doctors, Teachers, Nurses, Store employees, Servers. the point is, to me, it is about us ALL! Because we all belong to someone’s love. And if there is someone no one cares about, then if we see that we should show love. Because to me. ALL . LIVES. MATTER.
Cinderella in a bubble….. One of my graphics. I like this one because I always loved Disney and fairytales…
So many times friends or family will try and give advice on anxiety that they do not have and it always turns sour. They mean well I KNOW that. But Anxiety is not something I chose to have. NO ONE would. Your battle is almost constantly a war with your mind. You are given a reprieve occasionally with medication where you do have fear of another attack. I do try it all. Yoga, meditation, prayer, studies, you tube, you name it. But as of now, I have NOT conquered it. I am trying. I wish there were a cure all. I wish you didn’t have to try and understand me. I don’t even understand me. I do not wish this on myself or anyone else. I also just wish so many people did not think that you can just wish it away. I wish I could. My Anxiety thought for the day. Have a great day/night fellow bloggers!
I love all kinds of Art…
These are some of my favorites to make..
I love Yoga but I have to say my mind fights it because my body hates it until I am through. I have to do my cool down relaxation so my body does not scream at me. then, of course, it is fine and I feel better. But during the beautiful yet torture of it, I am often ready to give up just during the warm up. I mean this is not for Pansies. lol. My husband used to laugh until I had him do it. He doesn’t laugh anymore. hahahahaha. Namaste.