I’ve pretty much moved.

#perlesaerie I realized that I’m actually blogging daily on Instagram these days because of it’s immediacy and neglecting my actual blog. So if anybody wants to keep up w my posts, I’m @perlesink on Instagram. Below is latest post there. Stay safe y’all.

While boohooing about what you don’t have, consider what you do have that others may not. I’m grateful for things small and large. I’m especially grateful for those things we often take for granted. In our mad dash to get from here to there and back again, we oft forget the things we have that had we not, our lives would be so different.

I can walk and talk and hear and see and feel and breathe and think and love and more. When I look around and see those who are missing even one of these things in their lives, I am doubly grateful for my largess.

I say a quiet thank you for these not-so-simple things we take for granted on an almost daily basis, as I cannot imagine how different my life would be without any one of them.

An then of course: I’m grateful for family, friends, good health, sunrise, hats, sunset, good food, Cabernet, dark chocolate, cold dos Equis, music, candles, rainy days, martinis, sunny days, art, books, corny movies, poetry, working from home, parades, Obsession perfume, red lipstick, leggings, l’oreal, red nail polish, friend green tomatoes, shoes high and low, pizza, etc., etc., etc…

Hang in there y’all. This too shall pass. #instabham #instagrambham #gratitude #life #blessings

Birthdays

#perlesaerie. I wrote this poem called Passages when I celebrated my first quarter century birthday in 1974. The drawing came much later as I contemplated time. Although I’ll be celebrating all week, today’s the actual day. And I’m sitting at my studio window alternately looking down on the quiet street; listening to Willie Geist interview Pacino in the other room; and enjoying an Irish coffee of sorts (large mug of black coffee w a shot of whiskey). Also scrolling thru all the birthday wishes rolling in on my Facebook page. I’ll be thanking everyone personally as alway although it may take all day. Cheers and happy Sunday y’all.

☕️+🥃 💕.•´🎶¸.•*¨🥂.•*¨🎶 ¸.•*¨💕

What Has Happened to Civility

#perlesaerie “Sad.” A simple comment. So much of what is happening to our world does sadden me at every turn. Yet I was actually verbally maligned for that simple expression on a certain friend’s Facebook thread. What has happened to civility.

Being Sad does not mean I’m not actively working in my corner of the world to change those things I see as wrong. Or being vocal on behalf of those causes that affect those in need. Or supporting those on the world stage who have the best chance of changing our world for the better. But yes, I am unapologetically Sad at so much of the injustice and abuse I see.

But don’t mistake Sad for Passive.

William Cobb Left His Legacy in Books.

#perlesaerie Remembering William Cobb who passed Monday night. I had the privilege of reviewing a few of his books for The Alabama Writer’s Forums First Draft Magazine. This is my favorite.

“The Wings of Morning”

William Cobb’s “Wings of Morning”, is strewn with magic both real and surreal. It is 1965 in Hammond, Alabama – any Alabama small town of that time. It begins slow, as a simmering southern summer morning with the prodigal – here daughter – returned to the fold. Gone is the youth and innocence, which were her gold. Yet, Rachel Taylor is full of life and a quiet confidence in herself and her magic. She attends the birth of her nephew, Eshu, and sees her mother to and through death’s door. These steps along the measured path of her life set the tone for what’s to come.
The stage is set for the dance of life and death, and they take many forms at Cobb’s hand. He creates a cast of ordinary people leading ordinary lives, a healer, a ‘Mam’bo, a hoodoo’, a ghost and more. Each is a fully rounded character bringing every part of their nature to bear to survive the rapidly changing times. There is the crisis of identity for some, and everywhere there is the intolerance of closed minds, all laced with violence, hate, lust, and fear, and hope.
Set against the backdrop leading to the historic march from Selma to Montgomery, the key players are two families – one white one black – inextricably bound by sin and secrets, race and culture. They walk a path begun long ago when one did not acknowledge aloud what everyone knew in whispers, and the children were always the last to know.
As with most journeys, these people don’t know how long the road is, nor with all its turns, its destination. Never do they imagine the full impact of taking the trip at all. It is all choices made at each juncture that shape the person and the future: this way or that, harden the heart or soften it, give up or press on. In the end, each choice, each step upon their chosen path tosses this small group from small town Alabama into the current that feeds the tide in the affairs of men. This was and is the Civil Rights movement.
New ideas are being born, and struggling to stand up-right, and an old way of life is in its death throes. As the old guard rails against the tide, the marchers take it at the flood looking for a new way, toward a better day, and their hopes are borne on the “Wings of Morning.”

Did you say rabbit, rabbit, rabbit?

Did you say, Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit for luck this February 1, 2020?

And today is Imbolc aka candlemas on the Celtic calendar. It is time to let go of the past and to look to the future, clearing out the old, making both outer and inner space for new beginnings. Just as we prepare our gardens for spring.

It is the ‘quickening of the year’. The original word Imbolg means ‘in the belly’. All is pregnant and expectant – and only just visible if at all, like the gentle curve of a ‘just-showing’ pregnancy.

It is the promise of renewal, of hidden potential, of earth awakening and life-force stirring. Here is hope. We welcome the growth of the returning light and witness Life’s insatiable appetite for rebirth.

Time for serious spring cleaning inside out.

**NOTE: “Rabbit rabbit rabbit” is a superstition found in Britain and N. America wherein a person says or repeats the word rabbit aloud upon waking on the first day of a month, to ensure good luck.

#luck #superstition #ritual #rabbit #february #saturday #rabbit #instabham #iphonephotography #time #timeflies #instagrambham

Books Can Light the Way

Books that Light the Way

The challenge to each human is creation. Will you create with reverence, or with neglect? – Gary Zukav “Seat of the Soul”

That is a valid question. In my quest to reach escape velocity, I need to understand the life I’m creating and do it with more care for the person I am as well as the one I aspire to be.

I think this past year my default has been neglect in more ways than I care to admit. It’s time for a serious reboot and to-do lists are not enough.

I’ve dusted off a few old books aka old friends for re-reading.

First up:

1. Julia Cameron’s The Artist’s Way. It’s written as a 12-week course. Helpful because realistically change is a journey. Trying to do it all at once overwhelms and usually ends in failure.

And

2. Sarah Ban Brechnact’s “Simple Abundance”. Daily quotes followed by a 1 page essay that provokes thought and inspiration. Sometimes I explore them further in my own journal. Today’s is “Standing Knee-Deep in a River and Dying of Thirst” (C&W song by Kathy Mattea). Books hold so many ideas, cosmic thoughts to mull and ponder.

Just as each teacher will appear as needed, so will the ideas coalesce and the path clear a little at a time so I can enjoy the journey and not rush to the end too quickly.

#perlesjournal #iphonephotography #instabham @instagrambham #books #reading #philosophy #lessons #journal #artistsway @juliacameronlive #lifestyle #blackcats #cats #artist #perle

Do you say rabbit, rabbit, rabbit?

#perlesaerie Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit!!!**

The beginning of a new year, a new decade, a leap year, an election year, Chinese year of the white metal rat which symbolizes an abundant period that will soon take place. And numerological year 4 inspiring exploration, discovery and learning. Whew. 366 days.

“Cheers to a new year and another chance to get it right.” —Oprah.

🥂 I’ll do my best.

**NOTE: “Rabbit rabbit rabbit” is a superstition found in Britain and N. America wherein a person says or repeats the word rabbit aloud upon waking on the first day of a month, to ensure good luck.

#luck #superstition #ritual #rabbit #december #sunday #rabbit #instabham #iphonephotography #time #timeflies #instagrambham

Do You Do Resolutions

#perlesaerie. Rather than resurrecting the same old Resolutions of Must Dos and Must Don’ts, that hasn’t changed much in many years, I chose One Word for 2020 — Create. It’s an active verb. It demands action. It encourages me to Create the life I want in 2020. 

The possibilities are endless.

Definition of Create: Bring something into existence. Cause something to happen. Form out of nothing.

Choosing the word was a piece of cake; but living it every day will take serious effort. I’ll be drafting a loose outline/action plan for areas of my life that need it most. And I’ll not make the mistake of trying to do it all at once. Baby steps.

Happy New Year.

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The Sun Has Moved

#PerlesAerie I’m not often still in bed when the sun rises, so just noticed the sun has changed position. Where it was streaming blindingly through my center east window, it now is just noticeable a tad north of the far left window. A sure sign that long days are on the wane, as a minute a day we turn toward Fall. I hate summer’s heat and love Fall just wish the daylight wasn’t so short then. Ah well if ifs and buts were candy and nuts, we’d all have a merry christmas. Happy Monday y’all.

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Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit for luck

Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit!!! I finally remembered thanks to iPhone reminder. I need all the good luck I can and no one to hear me utter the incantation but Jazzmine, and her only concerns are food, pats, and naps.  For those who don’t know: “Rabbit rabbit rabbit” is one variant of a superstition found in Britain and North America that states that a person should say or repeat the word “rabbit” out loud upon waking on the first day of the month, because doing so will ensure good luck … Later y’all. #PerlesAerie

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