My words are difficult to find...at least the right words to use. Last night Ken's mother's heart stopped and we were prepared in knowing she may not make it through the night. Elizabeth needed a pacemaker but there was uncertainty if she would survive the night much less the surgical procedure. Today she is weak and fragile but she did well and now has a new pacemaker. The phone tag messages have reflected back and forth from Indiana ...and now we both want to say thank you and try to get some sleep. It is never easy to even know what to pray for when our parents are become fragile beings. At almost 93 Elizabeth has raised 9 wonderful children and lived in a good marriage with Marshall for over 50 years until he passed with prostate cancer in 1993. Elizabeth is a truly remarkable woman ...I pray that God will keep his eyes on the sparrow and hold her tenderly in the palm of his hand.
I went to the studio and enjoyed the quiet while I made one deliberate stitch by hand...one by one these simple actions with colored floss seemed to soothe my soul. My work holds the secret to making peace of life's many ups and downs. Art Saves lives. The patrons in the deli and the central gallery seemed to pass without disturbance ...and I found my quiet space to be redeeming grace.I have been so blessed in my life here.
I went to Michael's to keep myself busy and ran into another sweet face from my past. She is a graduate from Columbus School of Art and Design and now spends her energy with a passion for educating the community about magnificent animals...wolf hybrids. Her photography is just one manner in which she shares her visions with others. Her beautiful wolf dog is Lucien. He is quite regal and very tall with enormous feet. His long legs are for running and hunting with his pack. His golden eyes are mesmerizing and difficult to take my gaze off his face. Primordial strength and yet a very gentle manner in which he leans into my body as I give him a gentle massage and scratch behind his ears. I was even blessed to hear him give a howl...when he is urged by his mistress. I hope to see them both again and hopefully will introduce the unique photographs to the central gallery.
continued quiet stitches ....before I add the embellishments
I am going to take a long hot shower and hit the bed early tonight. Imagine and Live in Peace, Mary Helen Fernandez Stewart