Exploration

I find myself venturing into uncharted territories many times - perhaps I always have, but I am paying more attention this first year of retirement, this year of shift, these months of floating free. Many times I panic looking for a shore, any shore.

Then I clamber onto a sandy beach of an island that others have invited me to.  I am looking for a tribe, a group of people who can hear me, and with whom I feel I can passionately create my, as yet vague, dreams. 

I PAUSE, breath in, and reflect on:       ' Be a voice and not an echo.'

Each day drawing, moments of understanding while reading or listening to Spanish, walking, biking, and lifting weights act as floating driftwood for my spirit.  I wrap my arms around the smooth, pale wood pull myself up on, bask for a time, rocked by ocean waves. 

I float still

no panic

senseless to attempt control. 

Sketches 

 Huevos
(Using placement and Overlapping to create 'space'/ distance)

Language Learning

Today I chat with a young man from Argentina. He is muy sympatico, muy amable. My Spanish is completely broken; our conversation in English is much more interesting. We'll meet again on Skype next week. 

Despite today's lack of words, more and wore expressions and words float into my consciousness- I recognize words I read in one context in a totally different context. My brain can be trusted. We humans are hard-wired for language learning. 

Canciones de amor y de lluvia - de Sergi Pámies, Premera canción