"The thing that doesn't
fit is the most interesting"
...... Joan has left me.
For some time her Mother has been of great concern. Deteriorating with old age. So she has gone to Northern climes to do the right thing. I am Zig sitting and preparing for a week of residential conferences which run through into the week-end.
I will have to miss the Greenbelt meeting on Monday and miss Joan as she returns.
I will escape tomorrow evening to eat out and catch a movie with a TV Director.
And maybe a Fashion Stylist too - just before she travels to Cuba ....... hey hey ....... cigar-land.
I love my Sheilas.
Otherwise it is serious prep time. I have been out of the routine due to the Christmas break. I need to design new things for new humans and new objectives hey hey. This is always the tense phase - once I have cracked the prep - I relax and rock and roll into the challenge of meeting with
Beautiful-Imperfection
= other humans
with Beautiful-Imperfection .......................... different than mine.
The cement mixer in my head is churning over all the ideas and options.
They need to be poured out and become concrete.
How do you handle your cement mixer?
How do you get it out so it sets?
Who do you pour out to?
Got to come out because concrete is made to be poured .......
"There is a deep beauty hidden in the luminosity.
at the heart of our soul...
behind the dull facade of our daily lives.
Only in your solitude will you actually find it,
find the neglected beauty of your life!"
John O'Donohue
