Just Thinking

Today’s drawing of Mary Magadalene

Lately, I find myself without words, or at least, only with words that don’t quite fit here. My studio is filled with images of Mary Magdalene, items that remind me of this journey, and examples of routes to explore as I go.

I struggle to stay on task because there is so much I want to do and write about, and think about. And then the day is over, I do the best I can, and get ready for another round. It’s not a bad life, but it’s not exactly it for me.

I love my new studio. It’s a large room with lots of light. It helps me survive the daily cycle, and I sometimes sit here, just surrounded by the materials and objects, and I feel I could stay in this room and not need much more. But it’s not true. I miss the world. And when I step out, it’s refreshing and rebuilding.

When I think of a journey, it has a road and trees. I do not sit, but walk.

And my entire being wants to walk. Take a walk, keep walking, arrive somewhere new.

I would go right not and start el Camino de Santiago, and walk for a month.

But I will go to school tomorrow, and work. I’m not sure where that journey can take me. I offers me some great moments, the love of people and children, a place in the world that makes sense to my programs.

But I know where I want to go. Mary Magdalene, I hope, will hold my hand.