Threads to and from Togo

I've been on fast-forward....for a bit too long now. Was Bound to crash a bit with things unprocessed. And so I did.
Therapeutic methinks......long venting ramblings in my bookjournal...stolen me-time on the couch with pillows and coffee and thoughts. Frustrations, confusions and fears excorcised through tears...and then quiet. Blessed quiet. The view of trees through the window. The hum of the fridge. The longing to stay in that space...to swim in the well..
I asked for more guidance, a wittle bit of godhug for baby.Guiltily because I feel I've been spoiled with lots of glimpses and blessings, and yet still I constantly lose my bearings.
Nevertheless, like a charm, THIS treat was waiting in the mailbox:

A letter from one of the peace corps volunteers in Togo for a project I had supported a while back with my paycheck and art sales 10% donations.Already feeling a smile spread inside my chest, I walked back to the house holding it against me.
A handPAINTED card. signed in pen. Handwritten letter.

And a photo that I gaze and gaze and gaze at...of the villagers in front of their library.

*sigh*
Gentle reminders...a glimpse of a some larger picture that I so want to reach across and hold and be. A reminder that these small hopeful gestures translate into something real. The faces in that photograph, real people, real eyes, real smiles, alive now....on earth...and a little transparent thread going out across the ocean...from me to them...?
(sigh):)!
Maybe I can't explain it, but I live for it. It's a feeling...beyond words.

Sat night

Reception at AB Gallery, nice as usual, got to see some good peeps. JM and other artists.
Then we ran home, changed and stopped briefly into the black mask private party of a friend of ours.I was in head to toe hooded black with only my lips showing, could barely see a thing in front of me, yet everyone recognized me. DANGIT! WTF.
B was the scariest thing ever.
GWBUSH.
he blew up an image from the internet SO perfectly for a mask..in the low light you really thought you were looking at GW right in front of you. SO Eerie with the eyes and expression.Blue suit.I felt VERY odd and squeamish holding his hand.weeeird. lots of people loving it, taking pics. I was just GW's secret black ninja floozy I guess.scandal.I didn't really have a deliberate costume, just trying to be incognito and failed.ha. oh well.
Back home, B's off to his night job and hey it's after 1 AM so I guess it's time to go down to the studio and glue me some shrubbery on microworlds.