I have heard and read it many places that every single one of us is here on Earth at this time for a reason. Right now that elicits a couple thoughts: 1) What was I thinking?!?!?! and 2) I'm glad to be closer to the end of my life than the beginning--if I was much younger, I would be even more scared over current events. I'm not even sure that makes any sense.
I'm starting the last day of my flu-recovery-quarantine. I don't feel bad. My energy level is quite low and my boredom level is quite high. Just like last year, I am back to having the arduous task of regaining my strength and stamina.
Fortunately, before I went to Florida, I had started another painting. Below is a page from a Panama City Beach arts magazine touting the joys of creating. It says "Science has found a powerful connection between art-making and emotional well-being -- just 20 minutes of painting, doodling, or other mindful creative play improves brain health." I would add "and saves one's sanity."
Let's go with "one hour at a time."
Leta
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