Sand Dollars

I spent my anniversary at Heceda Beach on the Oregon Coast.  It was a lovely wind whipped day that made me feel brand new.  I had such a lovely time walking silently on the beach looking for sand dollars with my love.  The ocean did all the talking, as it tends to do.

The first time we went to the coast together, Ian found me a tiny sand dollar.  I just wanted to find one to echo that moment… instead a rubber tide came in and we found ten of them,  surrounded by hundreds of little tiny jellyfish.

I had been feeling gutted lately.  Stressed and spiritually drained and physically tapped out.  But being at the edge of the ocean is like touching eternity a little bit, and somehow it just smoothed my rumpled soul and said “everything can be okay”.

I think about Anne of Green Gables talking about “feeling a prayer”, and that’s what it was like.  I don’t think I prayed much, although I had songs going through my head.  Glenn Kaiser, and Hymns.  My life has been Trout Heart Replica lately.  But now It is Well.

I needed to get out of the city, away from everyone and every thing, and to spend time with the person who knows and loves me most on earth.  I’m so grateful for my husbear, he sees me and loves me anyway.

 

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Vacation, Sculpting and Love

It’s been a stressful few months, but I feel like I’m coming in to the home stretch. I’m taking this summer to re-evaluate my priorities. I’m on vacation until tomorrow and I’ve already gotten enough done

Today I took advantage of being home alone to sculpt. I’ve been thinking about and doodling this lady who is awkward looking, but fabulous in her own right. I woke up this morning and had this idea of doing a bust of her, with feathers and real jewelry.

Fabby Lady

I need to bring my pieces to my bff Jen and have her photograph them. The iPhone camera totally doesn’t capture the nuance and painted details.

It was recently my anniversary, and the husband took me out and purchased me owl jewelry and wrote me a haiku. Love love!

I’m endevoring to write multiple times a week… so check back for more posts!

Don’t forget to breathe,

A.C.