Sometimes when I’m driving, I get half formed thoughts, inkling of ideas, nothing really pithy, just thoughts drifting in and out as I wind my way through the traffic along the highways and side roads.
Sometimes there is a particular sentence or catch phrase that will stick with me, today it was “silent voice’ I was coming home from church, its been a busy week with my Mom having to be moved to long term care, (all this in a very short period of time) So I’ve not had the quiet times I usually have on a daily basis to regroup.
If I try to focus on one particular task, I get restless, and I need to find a way to slow down, “chill” as we used to say. I was cleaning out a box, sorting the contents to get it ready to recycle, when I found an inexpensive canvas I got somewhere, with some kind of print all over it.
Without really thinking about it, I got out some of the old paints that were in the box, and threw some on the canvas .. using the brayer, which of course, didn’t work well, the canvas was not well-stretched over the frame. The paints were a lime green and a fuchsia type pink, old enough that they were not well blended.. but I didn’t seem to care, I just persisted with the brayer till I covered the canvas.
You can see, I then began to wipe some of it off using an old brush that had a dry tip… somehow the silent voice saw a pair of eyes .. and that is what I tried to find. when the voice stopped. I stopped. that is the way it works for me. I feel much better.. my Lemur called so, because that is kind of what it reminds me of, is sitting there, content to watch me as I type.
Life is what it is, isn’t it. We all have a silent voice, we just don’t always hear or listen to it. I’ll see what I think when I wake and visit with him tomorrow. Yes, I feel it is a “him” or would that be hymn =^_^=