Unexpected goodness…

"Summer Zest" ©laura gaffke 2012

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Hello Sweet T & friends~
It is always awesome when you start your day doing something that feels so right in your heart. Yesterday was one of those days. Although teaching at my studio feels most “at home” to me, I think of the Mystic Arts Center a second home. I swoon every time I pull into the parking lot and see the beautiful Mystic River lined with boats and a quiet peace falls over me. MAC not only offers a wide range of classes it has a beautiful gallery with amazing light as well as an ability to reach out to the community with creative and super FUN events that make the arts approachable. Artini Hour & Art After Dark are my personal favorites. I have met many wonderful people there both in the classes I teach as well as the  dedicated staff whom I can now call friends.
The Arts Center just started offering Private Art Lessons in addition to their classes and I was recently reacquainted and paired with a former student of mine who I had not seen in years! She was just as I remembered, full of light, positive energy with an eagerness to learn. Time flew by and I was enlightened by our conversation, the warmth of her heart and this special gift of time she had given to herself. Not everyone allows for creativity in their lives and it is something I believe is necessary and comes in all forms from writing to cooking. It is important to nourish ourselves so that we can nourish others.
Later in the day I was delighted to receive an email from my new student (friend) saying that she had “a new passion: Making colors!” It made me feel so good inside and reminded me how a simple gesture can mean so much. She also shared this poem by one of my favorite poets, Mary Oliver which touched my heart. I wanted to share it with you to give you wings and remind you of the importance of YOU.
xo laura
Isn’t it plain the sheets of moss, except that
they have no tongues, could lecture
all day if they wanted about
spiritual patience?  Isn’t it clear
the black oaks along the path are standing
as though they were the most fragile flowers?
Every morning I walk like this around
the pond, thinking if the doors of my heart
ever close, I am as good as dead.
Every morning, so far, I’m alive.  And now
the crows break off from the rest of darkness
and burst up into the sky-as though
all night they had thought of what they would like
their lives to be, and imagined
their strong thick wings.
by Mary Oliver
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2 thoughts on “Unexpected goodness…

  1. Hi Laura and Tina,
    I have nominated you for the Liebster Blog Award. Thank you both so much for your blogging inspiration. Please see details at my blog.

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