Covid 5 Years Later

It was the end of the world as we knew it. Five years later it hasn’t been the end of our lives.

I live with renewed grace grit and and gratitude. As an Artist and creator who is an Author. Trying to make meaning in our fragile world.

Perhaps in the coming months this blog can be a Rest Lodge along the information highway. A pit stop to share a “meal” of happy thoughts.

I turned 60. It’s a scary time to be an Artist. A friend told me: “Courage is fear whose prayers have been answered.”

Here’s to having the courage and even confidence to speak our minds. To make Art that tells a story.

There is beauty in bravery.

There is joy in riding a jalopy on this highway.

Cheers to another 5 years!

We are not just survivors. Every one of us is a winner.

Folks, get out your paintbrushes. There’s a world to color with our stories.

No Tears at Sixty Years

The theme of my birthday is “No Tears at Sixty Years.”

This is the time to dry your eyes and live with no regret if ever there was a time to do this.

Like I’m fond of writing in Italian: Creo nell’ impossibile. In English: I believe in the impossible.

My life ethic is this: “Rule nothing out.”

Remodel the kitchen! Travel to Spain!

Be a risk-taker and rule-breaker at 60.

When the odds are against you has playing along in what others expect you to do gotten you anywhere worth going?

Sixty is the time to rebel the status quo and be yes a Rebel Flower.

In a future blog entry I’ll talk about Christine Platt’s belief that you should act “self-ish.” She wrote the Afrominimalist’s Guide to Living on Less. Her new forthcoming book is Less is Liberation.

In fact the less mental cobwebs cluttering our heads at 60 (or at whatever age we are) the happier and healthier we’ll be.

On tap in June: delightful digs into ideas that can bring cheer.