Sunday, April 25, 2010

On the Move Again

After two months of healing, I'm finally on the move again. Literally. I'm walking daily and have begun making art again. The creative process is so healing but earlier I wasn't ready to begin again. Now I am. So, I'm off to the studio inspired by these beautiful tulips that a friend took me to see which was a turning point in my recovery.

(click to enlarge). Vibrant colors

(click to enlarge). Tip toe through the tulips!

(click to enlarge). I felt like I was in Holland again.

(click to enlarge). A healing garden.

But before I go, have you heard that the Smithsonian American Art Museum in Washington, DC will host a traveling exhibition of Christo and Jeanne-Claude:Running Fence from April 2, 2010 - September 26, 2010? I read it a full-page ad in the New York Times and I can't wait to see it! Although I've never seen one of their public art creations, I've studied and admired them for years. I think this exhibition is a must-see!

A Matter of the Heart

Sometimes something can happen in your life that will change it forever. That something happened to me on Wednesday, February 10, 2010 at 6:30am. I went into the hospital for a "minor" heart procedure and ended up spending five days in cardiac ICU because of complications.

I was so convinced that it would be a simple procedure that I didn't even take a toiletry bag with me to the hospital. We had also planned a party at our house for two days later to celebrate the opening ceremonies of the 2010 Vancouver Olympics.

Two days later I was still connected to IV's, an oxygen tank and had a tube in my chest to drain the fluid from around my heart.

The change in my life came when I woke up and was surrounded by my family and friends who continue to be there for me throughout this healing process. They give their love unconditionally and lift my spirits when they lag. They bring me flowers, fruit, sweet smelling body lotions and soaps, magazines, books, pajamas, blankets and meals (many, many meals) along with hugs, smiles and tears. They've raised me up during a time of pain, uncertainty and loss. Prayers, phone calls and e-mails continue to arrive daily reminding me of the abundance of love and support I have in my life.