Mini-sabbath.

So this is what sabbath feels like.

It started with a little Born Ultimatum. I love Jason Bourne and Robert Ludlum. A simple dinner and some hanging of laundry. After that I found my paint and brushes.

I stood out on the back porch and swirled the colors. Yellow and red and a hint of brown. I love laying down paint on the white canvas. The streaks of red and bright yellow that didn't quite blend, adding depth and dimension to a flat surface. It looked a little bit like the skin of the peaches I peeled for a cobbled together peach cobbler. I could have added more sugar, but it was improv, so I'll let it go this time. I continued to paint while my evening treat baked. I took the warm peachy goodness out of the oven and decided to go for a run while the base on my canvas dried.

I started jogging around the suburbs, immediately giving them dutch names and disliking the well-manicured yards and roads with the same names for their predictability. But after a bit, I just stopped thinking about that. I drew my breath in and out. The muscles in my legs warmed up as my feet rhythmically hit the pavement. The heat dissipating with the setting sun, and my tension along with it. Despite the fact that my muscles are working, flexing and tensing, I feel at peace while running, relaxed, like I have space.

After a quick shower, and a struggle with the three remotes, I put in Sabrina. One of my favorites. It's so whimsical and romantic. Audrey Hepburn a waif-ish beauty. I too want a dress with yards of skirt and way off the shoulder. I slowly ate my peach cobbler while I Sabrina Fairchild writes to her father from Paris, "I have learnt how to live... How to be In the world and Of the world, and not just to stand aside and watch. And I will never, never again run away from life. Or from love, either..."

I need to take time to create something. To paint. To cook. I need to run and indulge in a black and white film and some jazz music. I'm making a pact with myself, I will do something beautiful at least once a month. A few hours to create, to breathe rhythmically, create space and peace.