Heather Rose wrote:When the man finally left the chair, Levin watched him walk to the back of the atrium and lean his forehead against the wall. Levin wanted to go ask the man what had happened as he sat. How had it felt? But to do so, he realized, would be like asking a stranger what he prayed for...
A hush descended on the atrium. It became evident that the young man was weeping. It wasn’t a dramatic gesture. Tears were running down his face while his glistening angel eyes continued to gaze at the woman. After some time, the woman began to weep in the same silent passive way. The weeping went on as if they could both see they must settle for losing something.
Joe Moon wrote:Giving time is the greatest thing we can give.
leila hamaya wrote:
a funny thing about about being an artist and a craftsperson...is the more miserable i am, the more art i make!
now i certainly do make art and craftwork when i am cheerful too...but...then again not as much...cause i am busier doing stuff, going out in the world, living it up, or just goofing off.
but yeah...craft work, the repetition of it, the meditative quality of it...and art, the expression and delving deep into a subject, this is my happy place so when i am dealing with a lot i get super productive.