My header, “Lazy Summer,” doesn’t actually describe my recent days here on the East side of the Cascades. I’ve been keeping myself pretty busy since late 2019 resting and revitalizing my life following the removal of a tumor from my spine, then followed by radiation treatment- which I found exhausting. Now the focus is on another recovery. About two months ago I had a procedure to shunt fluid from one of the ventricles in my brain into my peritoneal cavity. The latter has been the most challenging. George Burns said something to the effect that growing older isn’t for sissies (actually I think he claimed, ” it ain’t for sissies.) All that aside, I’m doing pretty well and have my sights set on showing, through my art, friendships, and community connections/Zooming, that I’m very happy to be here on Earth – in these fierce and beautiful times of change and unknowing.
I wish you all good health, prevailing patience, and deep understanding around today’s challenges.
I painted this little piece for my good friend who flew, without haste, to sit with me while I passed through a dark episode of the biggest “ouch” I’ve ever known. It’s so hard to ask for help, but sometimes you’ve got to get over yourself and pick up the phone.
Greeting cards are fun to make, and sometimes they take the same amount of time as a full painting. It’s always fun and very special when I, personally, open a hand painted card from a friend. This went to my Spiritual Director who has offered invaluable companionship and help as I deal with my acceptance of being older.
Speaking of spiritual direction, I am also a trained spiritual director, which is more aptly called “Spiritual Companioning.” A few weeks ago I had my little, 77 square foot, tool shed converted into a space I call my “Hermitage.” It sits on the edge of the most beautiful part of my garden, an area which cannot be seen from the house. It has a lovely feel, and I am hoping to “Companion” a few folks in that space.
I’m standing in the prettiest part of the yard just outside the new window. Not smart from a photographic point of view. If you want to get a shot of something, don’t stand in the middle of it. Oh well, it’s so peaceful out there and a fun version of a vacation.
This is a little rose garden is just outside my bedroom slider. The fenced yard keeps these miracle, for Central Oregon, flowers off the deer’s dinner menu. I think a deer can smell a rose from about 10 miles away.
There’s an unfinished poppy painting waiting for me in my art room, so I’ll sign off hoping to push all the right buttons and get this posted. Be well and take good care.