29 September, 2020

Storms are coming


Summer days have gone away on their journey. Cold grey autumn is knocking on the door. 

I wonder what we should do to prepare ourselves for another winter of semi-isolation. It is interesting working remotely, when everyone else is also at home, or just very few are in offices.

 

27 September, 2020

Odd times


Talking to my daughter this morning and we were discussing all of the small and infinite changes in our daily lives. There are really a lot of them. Here is just a few:

  • not touching any surface at stores or in the subway stations
  • singing happy birthday numerous times every day (2 x every time we wash our hands)
  • always washing hands before leaving and when returning home
  • not leaving the house without a face mask
  • learning to bow instead of hug friends you meet in the streets
  • always having a full pantry
  • every trip or outing requires reflection as to whether it is a safe and sound thing to do
We are living in odd times. 
 

12 September, 2020

Span of his life

 


Nomad Son is turning 30 tomorrow. What a long stretch of time this birthday signifies. How far he has come and hopefully, he has much more to experience and explore. While drawing this quilt above, I have been contemplating the span of his life and all that he means to our family and me. 

08 September, 2020

Home comforts

 


I have discovered the joy of drawing quilts. It is fun. It is meditative. And I can easily get myself lost in the process. This is really important because generally life around me is changing so substantially that I need the reprise. 

02 September, 2020

The difference between demanding and over-demanding

 


Oh these times are not only precarious, they are also often demanding or over-demanding. The last two days have been strenuous with colleagues in far off places having troubles with lock down restrictions. I keep telling myself I am there to listen, but sometimes that listening shots down to my heart.