My brain and heart are so full these days… days which have been filled with more grace and love and beauty than I deserve. We spent most of last weekend preparing meals and gatherings for friends who have been working hard at their respective professions and who were in desperate need of relaxation. My sweet husband saw this, and proposed a series of dinners designed to just love on people – come sit by our pool, let us love you and give you good food we made ourselves, and just rest. Rest. And they came.
And so Saturday and Sunday were marked by talk and laughter and time under the stars and late night swims and Nick’s wonderful cooking and my creme brulee (which is getting better) and wine and grace and love. And when we are not loving on our friends, my husband encourages me to forsake everything else and go to my studio, and let my hands explore the ideas that are percolating (exploding) in my brain. So I go, and I find it’s hard to make the ideas in my head come to life in the metal and the stone, but I keep trying and I realize that hours have gone by and I haven’t eaten but I have this piece in my hand and this peace in my heart and I feel like I’m where I’m really need to be.
And so I’m healing, and growing, and resting. And grateful.