Seeking Beauty

Seeking Beauty

Seems like a good time to pull these old favorites off the bookshelf.
The author is John O’Donohue, onetime priest, poet, philosopher who has now left us.
His words gentle me down, his poems/prayers require no specific faith, only a desire to embrace hope and ask for help.  If you try it and like what you read, look for a recording, you’ll like what you hear – that’s what a lovely Irish accent does.
The 65-30-65 Project

The 65-30-65 Project

As the hours of planning mount up, I’ve succumbed to the urge to give this big trip I’m planning for the end of the year its own special brand name.  It’s not only a shortcut in conversation, it’s also a useful naming convention for the file folders of emails and confirmations and screenshots that I’m accumulating.
So from now on, this is the 65-30-65 project.  We’re running away from home for three months to celebrate my 65th birthday (recently passed), our 30th wedding anniversary, and his 65th birthday, coming soon-ish after we return.
I think it’s got a nice ring to it.
Quieter outside than inside

Quieter outside than inside

What could this picture possibly have to do with meditation, mediocre or otherwise?
Well, this is the view I have from my little nest, the comfy chair big enough that I can sink in to it with my legs folded up and meditation every morning, usually as the sun is just coming up.
And it’s the view I usually don’t see, because I meditate with my eyes closed, so I can concentrate better.  At least that’s the theory.
Lately, though, I’m experimenting with eyes wide open.  Closed, I don’t have the visual input to deal with and to distract, but it leaves my thoughts free to wander. Open, I’m picking a point is space to pull my focus back – the question is, with a view like this, which point?
And by the way, have you ever notice that if you stare at one thing for a long time, the edges just kind of dissolve, like maybe you really can see the atoms move around. Or do I need my eyes checked?
Parsing Paintings

Parsing Paintings

I’m continuing to capitalize on the fragile and fleeting momentum I have to paint, and pairing it with my word of the year:  resolution.

That means rescuing some works in progress that have been languishing in the studio closet.  These four pieces were originally one big unfinished 20” x 30” sheet, and after some revisions and re-imagining, I now have two 9” x 12” and two 5” x 7” pieces I’m at peace with.

The reel over on Instagram shows the original and the evolution.

The Rewards of Persistence

The Rewards of Persistence

Planning continues for our three month year end adventure.  For years I’ve collected hotel reward points from business travels, and we pretty much run our life on American Express, so our plan to avoid sticker shock is to put them to good use.  Like anything that saves you money, there is often a trade-off that involves more time, and I accept that.  I also accept that I have a tendency to be an over-researcher and would often do well to stop thinking and pull the trigger.

Just when I’m building momentum, though, I have an experience that rewards my paranoia.  The latest example involved booking a flight from Madrid, Spain to Nice, France (for sure a first world problem, but stick with me, because the same thing could happen in less exotic places).

First, those rock bottom airfares you hear about are largely an illusion if you want to carry more than a toothbrush and have the option to cancel.

Option One was to book the flight on the American Express travel web site and pay with points, possible because Iberia airlines is a partner.  That would take about 37,000 points for a refundable fare.  Don’t ask me why, but I felt compelled to check directly with Iberia, and guess what – Option Two, same flight, same everything, 18,000 points!  Yes, it involved joining another loyalty program, another password, and a couple of phone calls because it seemed too good to be true.

Seriously, do you have any idea what I can do with an extra 18,000 points?