drip. drip. drip.
I've never been a big fan of deep bodies of water. This has been the case since I was a kid, between seeing scary trees in a lake and then being around a cold ocean about every other weekend.
Despite this, I have had a lot of run-ins with aquatic things, such as:
1. It's snowing/sleeting/raining/winter-mixing today a lot and people are FA-LIPPING OUT. Here's a picture of the FEROSITY OF THIS STORM:
Come on, now.
2. I colored a picture the other night, and I would not even think to use any colors that weren't blues or greens. I had never felt such an aversion to "warm" colors.
3. I drew a walrus on the mirror- LOOK:
4. We were reading a poem about the environment at afterschool and are painting a mural of things we want to protect that are mentioned therein. I chose "rivers and the fish." (It's not painted yet, but it will be incredible, believe you me!)
5. My drumming class is SIMPLY AMAZING. It is so, so much fun, and I get new bruises on different parts of my hands every week. Last night, I was thinking about how there are all these watery things going on, and then I remembered: the song that we are being taught is called the Kuku. The kuku is a song that is played in Guinea after women return from their fishing harvest. How about that? The folks teaching my class are called the psalters. They are incredible, and here they are performing this beloved Kuku: www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPeH89IVcjE (can't figure out how to post it as a video)This isn't the whole song or performance; it's from the 3rd break to the end. The entire song is even more incredible.
I'm so lucky to have these folks teaching me. Life is rad.
Here are my thoughts: community living has been tough, there are some hard things going on in the house, I feel a lot of spiritual distance from God, and the weather this winter has in part been dreary, stagnant, and seemingly unending. My whole self is yearning for freshness, new birth, new growth...
I'm ready for winter to be done and for spring to come.
I feel so connected to this canvas; it feeds my soul everyday I see it.
("All creation groans for rebirth!")
Despite this, I have had a lot of run-ins with aquatic things, such as:
1. It's snowing/sleeting/raining/winter-mixing today a lot and people are FA-LIPPING OUT. Here's a picture of the FEROSITY OF THIS STORM:
Come on, now.2. I colored a picture the other night, and I would not even think to use any colors that weren't blues or greens. I had never felt such an aversion to "warm" colors.
3. I drew a walrus on the mirror- LOOK:

4. We were reading a poem about the environment at afterschool and are painting a mural of things we want to protect that are mentioned therein. I chose "rivers and the fish." (It's not painted yet, but it will be incredible, believe you me!)
5. My drumming class is SIMPLY AMAZING. It is so, so much fun, and I get new bruises on different parts of my hands every week. Last night, I was thinking about how there are all these watery things going on, and then I remembered: the song that we are being taught is called the Kuku. The kuku is a song that is played in Guinea after women return from their fishing harvest. How about that? The folks teaching my class are called the psalters. They are incredible, and here they are performing this beloved Kuku: www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPeH89IVcjE (can't figure out how to post it as a video)This isn't the whole song or performance; it's from the 3rd break to the end. The entire song is even more incredible.
I'm so lucky to have these folks teaching me. Life is rad.
Here are my thoughts: community living has been tough, there are some hard things going on in the house, I feel a lot of spiritual distance from God, and the weather this winter has in part been dreary, stagnant, and seemingly unending. My whole self is yearning for freshness, new birth, new growth...
I'm ready for winter to be done and for spring to come.
I feel so connected to this canvas; it feeds my soul everyday I see it.
("All creation groans for rebirth!")Labels: water eau vasser agua aqua shui

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