Song for a Winter's Night

Song for a Winter's night...

I am once again reminded of the many Blessings in my life. The importance of being able to separate the stressful feelings from those of delight and thankfulness.

As I sat last night at my kitchen table, in front of the fire with a glass of red wine and painted. The dead quiet, the phones not ringing, the children gone for the night. I was left alone to my thoughts...my most inner thoughts and the feelings that accompany them. With just the paint on my brush, I went over my day. What had I accomplished, what was left to do, how would I manage all the tasks ahead of me. I filled my wineglass for the second time and slowly, phased out those feelings that drive me to the brink. Once I decided that this evening would be about me...and only me, I turned on one of my very favourite songs....Song for Winter's night and suddenly I was in a different place. The music filled my ears, my soul and most importantly it filled my heart. Taken away, my brush flowed through the paint and my spirit lifted. There was only me and my brush and this most amazing feeling. To describe the feeling would be next to impossible. For the first time in a long time, it was just about the moment, the moment that 'I' had created. Yes, it was possible for me to do this for myself! Most of the two hours that I enjoyed were of simplicity. Most of those moments were of happy memories as I painted that old barn....stroked paint across the sunset on that cold January evening.

My biggest hope for today ....is that I can do it again tonight!