Compost and Other Timely Thoughts
The Chinese liken time to a river of human awareness. Standing on the riverbank facing downstream, the future approaches from behind and becomes the present only when it arrives alongside and the first consciousness appears from the corner of the eye. Thus before we can comprehend the present, it is already past. The present blindsides us from an angle that assures we will be unprepared.
As we look back on 2011; realize all that no longer serves us has actually been compost for your evolution. When we run screaming no more, they chase us into the next year trying to teach us what they were meant to teach. When we bow deeply to them as gifts we no longer need to experience, we can truly let them go.
As I continue with MASCD and “The Dear President Project” I am humbled by the talented and loving people I have met. Grateful to my supportive husband and son and all my dear friends. Hopeful about bringing Women Centered Art (WCA) into its second year and helping the organization let go of stuff it doesn’t need. Excited to be teaching such hungry and inspiring students. Breathing on a regular basis. Treating each day new and letting the compost of my memory fold into itself.
