s c a t t e r e d

Life is gently a state of mind if you ask me.

A presence.
An immediateness to exist.
It's hard choices & clutter at times, no doubt.
But, I refuse to linger in those cobwebs too long.
I may tangle and trip a time or two and then a time or two again...
But there's just an ache in me.
In all of us.
To inhale the richness of the scattered moments.

My scattered moments today...

The shiny apple I crunched.
The vitality in this morning's church service.
The crisp touch of fall on my skin as I ran before my house was up.
The jubilance I felt teaching today's Sunday School lesson.
The xylophone, drums, maracas spreading God's message to those 4th graders.
The bareness of my boys' backs running about our house.
The percolating prickles of root beer down my throat.
Saturation of summer saying goodbye.
Music and my mind twirling.
A rumbling sewing machine.
Henri Matisse is becoming my hero the more and more I read about him. His philosophy of color is one that speaks so fluently to my soul.

He impressed that finding the "essential character" in a subject was to move past seeing the world in it's actual state, but rather feeling it with their eyes.

And, I just love this.

Take technical and toss it.
feel & act
Present yourself in color to the next moment.
Forge past the yesterday and able yourself for now.

-scattered moments-

That's all we got.

verb |หˆsa ch ษ™หŒrฤt| [ trans. ] (usu. be saturated)cause (something) to become thoroughly soaked with liquid so that no more can be absorbed
No matter how you look at it, that's all we got.

-scattered moments-

There are always flowers for those who want to see them.
-Henri Matisse

.mac :)

p.s. Sign compliments of k.Mac's Sunshine for the Soul Home Goods. Custom design done for one of my favorite clients who sees flowers all the time.