when words fail me, which is often, I paint. When words work for me and are available on time, I am surprised.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Literal Friends

After my last post, Michelle ONeil commented: Michelle O'Neil said...
(From The Secret, Stacy)Visualize what you want."I am so happy and grateful now that....." fill in the blank.
I think she was responding to this line: My dreams have been fractured and melt like snowflakes on the wood stove as I try to reclaim them.
I was speaking literally; I haven't been able to remember my dreams when I woke up in the morning for nearly a week. I can remember dreams I had before the age of four. I remember being born and being six weeks old in my great grandmother's arms as she sang a Hebrew lullaby to me and rocked me in a rocking chair by the sunlit window. She was so warm and the room was golden and the sunlight danced across the polished Oak floor. Back and forth, back and forth. She sounded something like this,"Ahhl le loo, le loo, le loo leigh. I loved it.
I'm so happy and grateful now that I took a few minutes to remeber this feeling of unconditional love from my great grandmother. I'm so happy and grateful now that I have won the lottery (300.00;last night), I'm so happy and grateful that sometimes I don't remember my dreams because they can be disturbing and nightmarish. I'm so happy and grateful to be sitting in this South Pacific paradise sipping fine wine as the sun sets over the ocean and Tate is rubbing hot oil onto my back while all those people at home are stressed out and freezing rains fall on them and their houses are feeling a bit damp and musty as all the relatives and pets hide from the wind and the rain. Okay, all better now.

1 comment:

Michelle O'Neil said...

Now you're talking!


Glad you had a great time and a great memory of your grandmother!