Two keys, Belgian chocolates and...
Two keys, Belgian chocolates and a waning moon.
Today I handed over the keys of my house to the Dutch couple who will rent it for a year.
We had lunch
together yesterday. They brought me a gift of Belgian chocolates - yum off the
scale delicious- and a bottle of Belgian
beer. The beer’s called Forbidden Treats,
he said, or was it Forbidden Fruits? I’m
embarrassed to tell you I’ve already eaten nearly all of the chocolates. The forbidden
treats are waiting for the right moment!
The couple had just driven for two days to get here. They were tired. We ended the meal with Tiramisu and hugs.
This
morning we met again at the bottom of my track for the handing over of the keys. The smell of orange blossom is strong now. The purple irises are in full
bloom The golden oriels are back. A
whoopee family flew in front of my car yesterday.
In the
process of letting go of the house I created 15 years ago, and really accepting
the unknown of what will come, a peace has settled, and already something new and
exciting has emerged. It’s about my art,
and a global NGO organisation who would love to
use some of my images for ecards.
Meanwhile
as I write, the Dutch couple will be spending their first afternoon in Alcazar,
meeting Merche and some of the neighbours.
Yes, the village of Alcazar is remote and tiny! It has 68 inhabitants, mas o menos. |
This morning
I went again to P’s expressive art group. We did something called Zen- tangling – ‘Zen’ doodling
basically. It’s huge in the US apparently.
It was a
group collaboration of doodling thoughtfully, as opposed thoughtlessly. The end result was spectacular. But more importantly, for me it was all about
co -creation. As always, I think the process is more important than the end product.
Guided by P initially, 5 of us added our marks within a frame work of just a few lines, then kept on adding more marks, more lines, and more doodles until we ran out of time.
Within some shapes I was able to be wild. So love that feeling. In others I felt like I was stitching things together.
Guided by P initially, 5 of us added our marks within a frame work of just a few lines, then kept on adding more marks, more lines, and more doodles until we ran out of time.
Within some shapes I was able to be wild. So love that feeling. In others I felt like I was stitching things together.
This 'art-play/co creation' has been a kind of graphic metaphor for my new life !
Within a structure not designed by myself (designed by… call it what you like…God, Goddess, All That Is, The Universe… your Higher-self, the name isn’t important), I add my small, or large or wild marks in the making of a beautiful whole picture, and all along the way, I see and deeply appreciate the marks of the others.
Just after I handed over the keys this morning, I looked up, I don't know why, and noticed the moon. It was high in the bright blue sky, right
between the Dutch couple. My breath was taken away in a most unexpected way. I
felt weak with awe.
Why so?
I asked Google about todays moon.
She said:
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