I found it really interesting what you have posted today. I have had the flu and have been doing very little but I’ve been doing a lot of reflecting. I will as it a new creative path is opening up for me but not necessarily the one I intended. I am however very excited to see how and if it unfolds.
Thanks for your thoughts. They always make me stop and think.
Children have a capacity for unbridled joy which is so refreshing. The main thing is never to lose that connection with your inner child. I think you already touched on that. You seem to have contentment with solitude in your various artistic pursuits. Nobody wants to feel isolated or lonely, and many people grappled with that during the pandemic. Having connections with others is necessary, even for those of us who enjoy their own company and independence.
Allison: thanks for checking in. I look forward to your messages and it is always a bright spot in the days that you appear in my inbox. I/we love you possibly as much as peach cobbler and think that you might even be a smidge sweeter. Give the man/child a hug. ❤️
I look forward to making some kind of decision on one of your paintings. They are all so lovely! My friend Ami has a show hanging at The Red Brick in Aspen if you get back into town this trip. Beautiful thoughts as always 🙏
I came down with Covid and missed responding to several posts. I’m back and feeling good and truly enjoyed todays words and thoughts. I’m right there with you! There’s a place on my road that shoots out the word for me each day. It’s been “possibilities” lately. I love all the words you shoot out Allison. Joy, love, contentment, solitude, create...Thank you always Allison for sharing your growth and honesty.
Thank you, Allison, for sharing your thoughts. Once again I'm overwhelmed. I relate to so much, and it feels so good to hear it the way you write it. My heart is with you. Blessings to you as you hear the birds and see the wide open west... All is well.
My heart goes out to you. My mom (in an ongoing source of tension between us) doesn't hesitate to let me know "what a difficult child I was" (she says "you don't remember," but I do, though I wish I didn't). I had going for me word-class verbal and intellectual abilities, but my ability to deal with people, especially with peers, was about as bad as it gets. Continuous violence and humiliation that left me with PTSD -- some of it's too disturbing to tell anyone outside of a psychiatrist, therapist, or maybe my sponsor. (The stuff I can mention is bad enough, like how my classmates discovered that, when poked in the solar plexus, I would make the Pillsbury Dough Boy squeal, and they tormented me with that knowledge for most of a school year.) My high school basically packed me off to the local university after 2 years, because they didn't have anything to challenge me intellectually, and I was getting in too much trouble. I can only imagine how exponentially more difficult it is with a son who has limited ability to communicate. God bless, Allison.
Warren Zevon figured it out in the end
Hi Allison,
I found it really interesting what you have posted today. I have had the flu and have been doing very little but I’ve been doing a lot of reflecting. I will as it a new creative path is opening up for me but not necessarily the one I intended. I am however very excited to see how and if it unfolds.
Thanks for your thoughts. They always make me stop and think.
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I finally purchased a painting. I'm so excited and happy.
Children have a capacity for unbridled joy which is so refreshing. The main thing is never to lose that connection with your inner child. I think you already touched on that. You seem to have contentment with solitude in your various artistic pursuits. Nobody wants to feel isolated or lonely, and many people grappled with that during the pandemic. Having connections with others is necessary, even for those of us who enjoy their own company and independence.
Allison: thanks for checking in. I look forward to your messages and it is always a bright spot in the days that you appear in my inbox. I/we love you possibly as much as peach cobbler and think that you might even be a smidge sweeter. Give the man/child a hug. ❤️
I look forward to making some kind of decision on one of your paintings. They are all so lovely! My friend Ami has a show hanging at The Red Brick in Aspen if you get back into town this trip. Beautiful thoughts as always 🙏
I came down with Covid and missed responding to several posts. I’m back and feeling good and truly enjoyed todays words and thoughts. I’m right there with you! There’s a place on my road that shoots out the word for me each day. It’s been “possibilities” lately. I love all the words you shoot out Allison. Joy, love, contentment, solitude, create...Thank you always Allison for sharing your growth and honesty.
Thank you, Allison, for sharing your thoughts. Once again I'm overwhelmed. I relate to so much, and it feels so good to hear it the way you write it. My heart is with you. Blessings to you as you hear the birds and see the wide open west... All is well.
Thank you for writing so honestly and gently.
My heart goes out to you. My mom (in an ongoing source of tension between us) doesn't hesitate to let me know "what a difficult child I was" (she says "you don't remember," but I do, though I wish I didn't). I had going for me word-class verbal and intellectual abilities, but my ability to deal with people, especially with peers, was about as bad as it gets. Continuous violence and humiliation that left me with PTSD -- some of it's too disturbing to tell anyone outside of a psychiatrist, therapist, or maybe my sponsor. (The stuff I can mention is bad enough, like how my classmates discovered that, when poked in the solar plexus, I would make the Pillsbury Dough Boy squeal, and they tormented me with that knowledge for most of a school year.) My high school basically packed me off to the local university after 2 years, because they didn't have anything to challenge me intellectually, and I was getting in too much trouble. I can only imagine how exponentially more difficult it is with a son who has limited ability to communicate. God bless, Allison.
Hello Allison, you are blessed and one of these days that boy of yours is going to say something when you least expect it! 🌷✌️
Enjoy every sandwich one of my favorite memories from Warren Zevon thank you Alison for reminding me of him