Bliss

This is another watercolor I did in 2007, when I first began painting. At the time I painted her, I was full of so much history, so much pain. It was as if I were a stone, picking history out of the sea. Today, it is such a relief to know that I picked the flowers, studied them, and released them. For knowing the difference in how I was and how I am now, the peacefulness inside of me, well, it can be quite overwhelming. Bliss. Yes, that is the proper word to describe it.


Waking up on the gulf of Mexico is such a pleasure. The ocean sung me to sleep last night. Listening to the waves and the breeze almost like sleeping in a hammock over the seas. I kept my door wide open. Knowing I do not live here, only a place to visit, free from the norm and stress of life. Vacation - such a wonderful thing, yet, at the same time, when waking up this morning, that "ahh" was the same as it is when I am home, waking up in my own bed. Hmm. Just different.