Methotrexate blues...a day of forced retreat

I realized I may have been pushing my physical limits ...I have worked 6 days a week for the last 6 weeks...not a very wise work pattern to begin my studio schedule. Today I attempted to move slowly in a quiet environment and actually enjoyed the quiet and solitude and performed the mundane household chores like laundry. The dinner is already ready and I just want to carry down a couple more plastic boxes down and have them in the car for tomorrow. ken and I are sharing one computer and he has top priority because he is taking an on-line graduate class and writing his lesson plans for his classes and catching up on his required work for the this gifted position. It does amaze me that how complicated the whole education process continues to become...and yet as a nation we seem to fall further behind in our national progress.

I am working in my sewing studio on some small fiber assemblages ...possibly to be framed. I find my self mesmerized and the time just drifts away from me. I gaze outside the studio windows and realized the hillside is painted with a speckle of changing colors. The squirrels are scampering up and down playing and gathering the acorns for the upcoming chill in the evenings foreshadowing the coming of Lady Winter. I felt inspired to just sit and relish the present moment ... the change is inevitable and a gift to the balance of my spiritual passage. Imagine and Live in Peace, Mary Helen Fernandez Stewart