What a wonderful place this is she said. I think I would like to stay for a while and visit, and perhaps invite them back to visit me? If I tell the tales of my heart, will they laugh? Will they point their fingers and gawk? As she approached the gate, the key she carried felt very heavy...She was going to do the unthinkable. She would let people into her very own untouched Paradise. The one in her dreams, the one in her minds eye...She tip-toed to the gate...
And what could she feel from beyond the gate? Why, it was love and kindness and understanding. Artists, storytellers, travelers, creators, a few who were contemplating lifes little steps and of course the bakers and tender food makers...All of this in the form of sparkling hearts, dancing beyond the gate. She realized she had made the right decision. Nothing to fear. For they all wanted to share a similiar plan. To give and receive. A little encouragement, a tender ear, some helpful tips, some interesting stories, some art to share and so much more. And it was here, in this virtual place, where the girl found you and you found her, and both were able to share a little bit of sugar and a little bit of spice. And maybe it wasn't realistic to always be nice, but that was just fine and dandy, I think?
I sometimes spend hours on end, until I can't feel my toosh and my left knee can no longer be in "legs crossed" position, visiting with all of you. I always find laughs and eye-candy, tears, and beautiful images...Always something different and always something wonderful...So many, I can not even begin to list them without leaving out another. From collages to Gypsy tales, I am captivated. Thank you all for all of the hard work you put into your blogs. They never cease to amaze me!!!
This got me thinking as I was listening to my music, I came across this little song that most of you have heard. I have listened to it off and on for many years. When I was 17 years old I had it on tape and I played it until it sounded like it w-a-s-s-s- s-l-o-w and wobbly. The video reminded me of here. In this place where images and stories meld together, to create inspiration and fantasy. A visual and sonic collage...My favorite are the last 38 seconds of the video, when the whole story comes together and you actually hear the mother chant the "sweet lullaby"...And maybe, just maybe, it is all coming together for us too...Dreams, Art, Ideas & Fairytales..............................
I am off to the pottery, shipping and creating world for a few days. See you soon!!!!
