Graphic Language

I’m a words and pictures person, it’s what I do; Graphic Repro

And we will all always look to pictures and words, signs and significance to make sense of our lives, but perhaps… 

“…people become fascinated with pictures and words, and wind up forgetting the Language of the World…” Paulo Coelho, “The Alchemist”

It’s been a few months since my last post in May. What is there to say? 

To be honest, before the summer break my synapses were arcing and neurons were whirling and not much was making sense. Juggling expectations, hopes, desires and failings, I was trying to just hold stuff together. As one does. 

We were blessed with a sunny break in Brittany and we’ve returned back to the familiar with a sense of gratitude and a glimpse of ‘content’.

It might be age, but more and more I am finding the gaps between the words, the quiet between the noise, the questions before the answers, and the “unheard sounds”, the ‘language of the world’ to be sweeter.

In the words of my yoga instructor after a challenging practice,
“{now} …you’ve nothing left to do, you’ve nowhere else you need to be…”

With good thoughts, kind words, and honourable intentions. Onwards…

All shall be well. I continue to seek and cultivate mudita, perhaps the most difficult attitude to embrace; big-hearted, magnanimous, tolerant, broad-minded, patient, forgiving, generous, mudita.

With the language of the world; “Today may we know and greet everyone with a love that is at our heart.”

But I’m still a words and pictures person; Graphic Repro