The fog will lift eventually I have to believe. By week’s end I started to trust that this pandemic will reveal many unforseen perspectives.
In the meantime, I took a much needed solo ride in nature. It was needed after a week of less art making due to the following:
Information overload, planning the week(s) meals for my family, prepping my art classroom for my ten year old’s educational use til school is safe again. All while continuing my daily meditations and bike rides providing proof how life continues.
I ended this memorable spring break week hugging my son more, working on my art, and finding hope in the rare situation. Hope stemming from my love of knowledge, and trusting inconceivable learnings will be revealed as the fog fades. Be Well.