Friday, September 30, 2011

Embracing what is...

embracing what is
(she held her dreams close)




embracing what is
(she nurtured a deep sense of place)




embracing what is
(she quieted her mind)



Have you ever had one of those moments, kind of like an epiphany of sorts? The kind of moment in which you just realize things are-what-they-are and the only thing you have control over is yourself. Your actions. Your words. Your thoughts. That's it. It's a moment I have to keep having over and over. It's a lesson for mr about embracing the moment, who I am now, what I know, who I love and the things I hold dear. The rest of the stuff comes and goes and works itself out, or it doesn't. This week I've had sick boys home all week. The big one went back to school Wednesday but the little guy is still here only slightly improved. So this week has been yet another lesson in letting go of expectation. A week of realizing that by letting go what I expected or wanted to get gone and just embracing what is I am left with what is most important. I'm off to join what is most important on the couch with a blanket and some knitting : )

Have a lovely weekend!

10 comments:

Carole said...

Your paintings are very sweet and heartfelt as were your words. Yes, I've had many moments over the years and have also learned the hard way, especially when I had 3 teenagers and a pre-teen all living under our roof! Have a lovely weekend too. I hope your little one gets better soon.

Jennifer Richardson said...

absolutely love this
.....embracing it
with warm gratitude:)
thanks for this beautiful share,
Jennifer

tangled sky studio said...

carole & jennifer-thanks.

Bev said...

love, love your paintings...and i can relate to your epiphany...i'm just coming out of the fog from issues of the same...

Roseanna said...

I call it living in the moment...my favorite quote:


But the biggest mistake I made is the one that most of us make while doing this. I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of the three of them sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less.-Anna Quindlan

tangled sky studio said...

bev- thank you.
roseanna-that's lovely.

Leililaloo said...

So true...thank you for the reminder..

Leililaloo said...

ps the paintings are lovely..The red one especially. That one is my favorite.

Gloria Freshley Art and Design said...

Such a beautiful series Beth!

bridgette said...

Hi Beth, this post speaks to me on so many levels as do the paintings. Thank you for that.