One Fine Day

Due by 5pm

"Artist's Statement"

Zygote is my favorite word. Everyone once was one, and no one had a choice where on this blue dot they would land, or whether they got brown eyes, black, green, indigo or not. I wish everyone could learn to swim and read and not drive under an influence. I think everyone has a spark of creativity inside that longs to get out there; some don’t realize it yet or have not found a way to do that, but they do recognize sparks in others, and it doesn’t necessarily take language or a set of rules to express it. One look, one touch, one aroma, one taste, one harmonica playing somewhere. That could be the door.




`

Blue Sky Kiss

Was lying on a bench after my walk in a game-filled, 3-diamond ballpark and picnic playground, looking at the clouds, imagining if I could see a message in the sky, when a jet made a trail. Then another jet went by and its trail criss-crossed the first.






(pic from my cell)

Namaste, Everyone

Added to the short list of favorite words . . .

namaste (nah-mah-STAY)

A Sanskrit word:
"All that is best and highest in me greets/salutes all that is best and highest in you."

A story I read:

Albert Einstein was fascinated by Mohandas Gandhi. He watched newsreel after newsreel of Gandhi's doings in India. Having seen Gandhi greet people in the street with his hands placed together, as if in prayer, and with a bow, he wondered what Gandhi was saying. Einstein wrote Gandhi and asked him what he was saying. The simple reply: "Namaste." Einstein then wrote again to ask the meaning of this Hindu word, "namaste," and the reply was: "I honor the place within you where the entire universe resides; I honor the place within you of love, of light, of truth, of peace; I honor the place within you, where, when you are in that place in you, and I am in that place in me, there is only one of us."