In some ways nothing has changed of course but these days sure feel heavy. How do you find peace in your worlds? Art helps me everyday.
Hoping Steinbeck can bring me Home
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While waiting for summer, we explore the arts in full–
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Open Arts Spring 2023 
Art. Beauty. Language that stirs the heart, that invigorates the mind. Rising before the sun, before the rest of the house. Sunlight on my face.
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Borkali, just noticed the link. Thank you for that, it made my rainy morning. A song from my youth that, oddly, came to mind just a few days ago as I was leaving the post office. Thank you for this, better than the version in my head. : )
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Why haven’t I read this book?
I find peace when my dog lies down next to me–pressing his weight against me–and I stroke his fur or just let my hand rest companionably on him. And art, too.
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Dogs are amazing healers. I love my pups too – salient reminder
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Borkali, I just turned the page in the New Yorker I’m reading, and there was a cartoon with two animals, one seated behind a desk and the other in front. The cat behind the desk is holding a sheaf of papers and speaking to the dog (whose tongue is hanging out): “You tend to overuse the exclamation point.” Gotta love our enthusiasts. 🙂
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