Tucked under
For the first time in a long time I have sat down and painted. I haven't done much because there are restrictions within the household. I do try my hardest to maintain the peace.
So exploring the ranges of pink with primary colors is quite fascinating. I have enjoyed seeing the variations of colors that can be found in just using white, red and blue.
Oh how I have painted four pieces using those colors and even started another one with just blues and reds. So the fun I have had for the last five hours has been quite extraordinary. Easing off all the unsettling nerves.
Indeed the grandness of the hobbies Jehovah gives me. It is a smiling event of listening to music, painting and releasing weights. Yet who else gains moments such as these? Painting, wire wrapping or just messing around with food? I do know I enjoy all of that.
Yet today, right now, I am tired. Though enjoying the time to write. First in my journal to process the day. Then to expand the mind over research that was entertaining my mind this morning. Onwards to typing several poems. Yet only posting two.
It is that kindness that Jehovah has. Giving me much strength to endure and be calm. It is a rather nice to just let the words have their moment. And even managed to readjust my thinking on certain things that I thought were important, yet, they really are not.
It is in these wee hours of the morning that I think the most. Even grateful for the rattle that happens inside my brain. Shakes up the neutral and presses juice from the words, thoughts. A bit of quirkiness. Indeed I will take it.
And as the morning comes about, I am just in awe of the energy given. Sweetness. Love.
Bliss.
Though now, sleep knocks at my door. I allow my head to bobble in a snap and release game of falling asleep and waking. Certainly I must say, a shy good night.
Sleep well.
So exploring the ranges of pink with primary colors is quite fascinating. I have enjoyed seeing the variations of colors that can be found in just using white, red and blue.
Oh how I have painted four pieces using those colors and even started another one with just blues and reds. So the fun I have had for the last five hours has been quite extraordinary. Easing off all the unsettling nerves.
Indeed the grandness of the hobbies Jehovah gives me. It is a smiling event of listening to music, painting and releasing weights. Yet who else gains moments such as these? Painting, wire wrapping or just messing around with food? I do know I enjoy all of that.
Yet today, right now, I am tired. Though enjoying the time to write. First in my journal to process the day. Then to expand the mind over research that was entertaining my mind this morning. Onwards to typing several poems. Yet only posting two.
It is that kindness that Jehovah has. Giving me much strength to endure and be calm. It is a rather nice to just let the words have their moment. And even managed to readjust my thinking on certain things that I thought were important, yet, they really are not.
It is in these wee hours of the morning that I think the most. Even grateful for the rattle that happens inside my brain. Shakes up the neutral and presses juice from the words, thoughts. A bit of quirkiness. Indeed I will take it.
And as the morning comes about, I am just in awe of the energy given. Sweetness. Love.
Bliss.
Though now, sleep knocks at my door. I allow my head to bobble in a snap and release game of falling asleep and waking. Certainly I must say, a shy good night.
Sleep well.
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