"Eye Of The Storm"....March 11, 2000

"Eye Of The Storm"....March 11, 2000

Well Past Midnight...

.....and another day draws to a close with a sense of internal serenity and calm that has been absent in my life for a long time now, if it was ever there at all. I have had tastes of it, though, now and again, little nibbles that are not even large enough to swallow let alone digest; but I cannot remember the last time I had a hearty bite.

And it tastes ambrosial.

Glancing out my office window, I notice that the usually bright street lights on the river bank oppisite this side of the river are blurred, and the convenience store that is beacon bright is hazy and almost indistinguishable. Another winter storm has arrived, promising mass accumulations of snow followed by freezing rain. While this usually mean treacherous conditions, the precipitation process is a beauty of nature I find intoxicating, especially at night. I most like to stand outside, right around this time, when the snow is falling softly against an ebony backdrop, and the only sound one hears is the soft whisper of snow caressing the body and landing on the ground. Peering overhead gives one the impression of warping through space, as though one is moving, soaring through the snow instead of it falling to the ground.

I think that the storm will inhibit our plans with Ms. Thang tomorrow. We were supposed to see her today, but Quincy and I got our wires crossed and ended up postponing it to tomorrow afternoon. I really enjoy spending time with the kids, and have not had the opportunity to have one on one time with Ms. Thang before. In places she feels secure, Ms. Thang gives the impression she rules the roost. In places unknown, she is shy and introverted. She rarely spends the night anywhere but at home, which is why we settled on a few hours here at the house, dinner, then home before she starts to feel as though she is missing out on something...

...or someone.

I spent the evening working on the painting I began yesterday. The Goddess and I went to the art store late this afternoon and purchased some more acrylics and brushes. The new items made what I was trying to accomplish in my painting much easier. This evening's session was pleasing, fluid, and relaxing. Perhaps I was just in a different headspace today, but I was quite satisfied with the progress I made.

It is not finished yet, though. Perhaps tomorrow, during a storm day, when people are settled into the security and comfort of their houses, and there is a rare peace to the world within the scope of my senses. Those days I find most relaxing. I feel as though I can give myself permission to kick back and do what pleases me.

Which tomorrow, would be painting.

And perhaps some snuggle bunnies with The Goddess.

Let is snow.....

....Blessed Be...