Yesterday I felt like I had been in my dryer's high-heat tumble cycle. Today I felt renewed and surprisingly compassionate to myself, my children, my parents, their parents, their parents' parents and all parents in general.
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The mother of surprises, happy mistakes, mystery miracles, and whatever else you call the slew of magical things that occur while painting happened today. I was filled with the resonance of this convergence that I saw in person three weeks ago at Cranes beach. I knew it was going to be abstract, based on the color temperatures and vibe I felt that day. But I wasn't really prepared for the end result:
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