|Coral, an intuitive painting in my sketch book.|
As a young woman I was a tight bud trying so hard to bloom. I was socialized to be a good wife and mother. Which I evolved into. I did both very well. I was strong, opinionated and boisterous at times! I tried too hard, worked too hard, and still never really felt good enough. In bloom I was much like a peacock, colorful and not to be forgotten. As I have aged I feel quieter, softer, my soul is lighter and conflict is so disturbing to my body. Even loud quick startling sounds make my heart pace faster!
The other day I saw a cake that appeared exactly like a newborn. I'm guessing It was for a baby shower, but it was sliced into pieces and I felt physically ill by the disturbing image. I wondered why people think an image like that is okay to post to a social media site. I wondered if I was the only one that had that reaction. I am very liberal, but it wasn't cute nor funny to me. Maybe I'm not desensitized enough. Maybe it's just because I am too soft now, like the tulips.
Have you hardened or softened as you've aged?
|Gypsy Goddess and I finally had a nice visit after way too long!!|