I seem to always have an endless array of tasks and responsibilities to occupy my time during the vibrant seasons of spring through autumn. Every moment slips through my fingers like grains of sand, as if time itself is in a hurry to move forward. The impending commencement of a new school year looms on the horizon, a reminder of the constant march of progress. Surprisingly, even before we have bid farewell to one season, the stores have already adorned their shelves with festive decor, symbolizing the approaching holidays. It appears that we are perpetually racing against time, rarely allowing ourselves to savor the present moment. We barely have a chance to catch our breath before venturing forth into the next adventure. Sometimes, I find myself overcome with a sense of guilt for desiring a pause, a moment to appreciate the beauty of a simpler life.
More and more I find myself considering time, or my use of time in particular. My successes and failures, projects yet to be attempted, are all part of the things I contemplate. What is next? Where do I go from here? Am I content with how I’ve utilized my time thus far? These are questions that constantly occupy my thoughts. The passage of time is both fascinating and perplexing, urging me to reflect on my actions and decisions. I strive to make each moment count, to seize opportunities, and to leave a meaningful mark on the tapestry of my existence. With each passing day, my awareness of the importance of time deepens, propelling me forward on my journey for fulfillment and success.
My time is mine alone and as I age I’ve come to the realization that I cannot compare mine to another’s or allow someone to judge how I have chosen to use it. I am me. You are you. We each have different abilities and foibles. I admit, I am not always satisfied with every choice, and I have accepted that I make more than my share of mistakes. But the part that keeps bringing me back full circle is when I stop allowing everything/everyone else in my head. I know I live with purpose and a desire to keep trying. Not every day is going to be filled with overwhelming joy or gratitude and all the good things. Some days it is just enough that I made an effort and survived the day. I will not judge you for your choices, and you should not judge me for the same. As the old expression reminds us, none of us will make it out alive anyway.
On the matter of creativity and art, my update is minimal at best. I choose to spend as much time as I can being outside, piddling around with my little garden and flowers. In fact, I find solace in the beauty of nature, and it enables me to gather inspiration for my artistic endeavors. Today, I am sharing with you this monstrous canvas piece that I am currently working on. It just might become a true masterpiece (haha joking), blending elements of surrealism and abstract art, with a touch of mixed media. As you gaze upon it, you’ll find yourself immersed in depth and layer, and perhaps, you may even feel compelled to own this art when it is finished. So go ahead, let your imagination run wild, and let this artwork transport you to a world beyond the confines of our reality.
For today I shall leave you with the immortal words of Ralph Waldo Emerson…
To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.
Ralph Waldo Emerson