This week was one of those weeks, you know?
It's summer--I'm having fun with some paper crafting and at the ice-cream place with my kids. I've stayed up late watching stupid TV and been reading books.
But, I've also gotten caught up in the news cycle and too much social media. I found myself stressing out over a work in progress...and it's only the beginning of my assigned time to recharge my inner batteries. Hoo Boy!
It's time to breathe and find some balance. We creatives can take on more emotion than the average bear sometimes.
So, I gave myself a joy assignment.
*Remember the last time you felt joy?
*Do something that brings you joy
*Find joy
This poem brings me joy.
Read
breathe
relax
repeat
words
are birds
that arrive
with books
and spring
they
love
clouds
the wind
some words
are messengers
that come
from far away
from distant lands
for them
there are
no borders
only stars
moon and sun
some words
are familiar
like canaries
others are exotic
like the quetzal bird
some can stand
the cold
others migrate
with the sun
to the south
some words
die
caged—
they're difficult
to translate
and others
build nests
have chicks
warm them
feed them
teach them
how to fly
and one day
they go away
in flocks
the letters
on this page
are the prints
they leave
by the sea
Francisco
X. Alarcon, "Words are Birds" from Laughing
Tomatoes and Other Spring Poems. Copyright © 1997 by Francisco
X. Alarcon. Reprinted by permission of Lee & Low Books.
Source: Laughing
Tomatoes and Other Spring Poems (Lee & Low Books, 1997)
PS: I didn't know that 6/23 is National Pink Day....but Sandra Boyton did and it makes me giggle.
PS: I didn't know that 6/23 is National Pink Day....but Sandra Boyton did and it makes me giggle.