I took time to sit this morning.  I’ve felt  good this week and have been so fortunate to have had some wonderful company.  I’m  interested in hearing about life and talking about other things besides intestinal discomfort and when the next infusion is.  Another one of my recipies for nourishment is quiet.   Our katz agree because they get a softwarmlap to nestle in and we purr together.

After completing this drawing my attention was captured by reds, oranges and yellows.  This drawing below is one I did many moons ago and it was precisely what was in my mind.  The archetypal ‘dragon fight’ as it were, of hot and cool, reds and blues.   Today, however I’m calling it Come Back as I feel better and better each day and my colors become more balanced.

As I look at the artwork I’ve shared in this blog, one might think that the artist is just a happy, joyous and free individual, full of bright rainbows.   G.O. as it were (see “about this blog” at the top if you don’t know what G.O. is).

Have any of you have ever looked back at journals from the past ?  I have recently and couldn’t get the pages into the shredder fast enough.  It served a purpose at the time, sure.  Looking back at this blog,  I’m starting to get that feeling at the idea of the port-o-love now that I’ve experienced what it allowed into my body.  I suppose thinking of it that way helped me stay positive.   I know its purpose and I’m grateful that I don’t have to get poked a million times in my arm.  It is helping me heal.  (that’s me flattened at the bottom right) 

My true port-o-love will not be surgically removed at the end of all of this.  I have been touched by all of you in ways  you can’t even imagine.