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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Monday, February 22, 2010

Interesting...d'eva's


Saturday, I showed a few paintings to the public for the first time. I displayed my collection of "Diva's" - to me that means "goddesses" - at my hair stylist grand opening. It was very exciting. It was truly just very interesting. The remarks, the enthusiasm, the awareness of others.

Sunday, I spent half the day at the "turkey show exhibition" at Opryland Hotel. It was a first for me. Turkey calls continuously calling. What was the most interesting was my date - Dan. A very polite, gentle soul, and a very country man. He introduced me to his ex-brother-in-law, Bob. If anyone has truly been following my blog, and yes, there are a few, for they remarked on this "coincidence", it is, what shall I call it....bewildering. Why is there now a lifeform, physical "Dan and Bob" in my life". No thought there. Makes total sense. The universe continues to amaze me.

I sat tonight and read emails from the other "Dan". What I most enjoyed was the fact that at that time when it was actually happening, it made no sense. Tonight, it makes total sense. So, what is soooo interesting, is time. It takes time to see clearly. Thank goodness for me, Dan was a gentle soul and knew at that time, it made no sense to me, yet, he continued with our conversations, knowing in time it would. Patience. A remarkable man. Yes, we lived in the space where there was no time.

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