Bright mind, by Randall Lagro. Image courtesy of Blue Rain Gallery, Santa Fe, New Mexico.
When I sleep, I toss and turn with strange dreams. Flashes of scary bits of the past I've put behind me; fleeting glimpses of the future, punctuated by unrelenting anxiety. My concern is not just for the precarious state of the world, with too many people willfully sleepwalking, while foundations crumble. A new, nagging frisson of fear threatens any lingering peace of mind.
I am worried for someone I love, currently facing an unexpected challenge. Of course we will handle whatever comes; meanwhile am hoping and praying for the best. Steel Magnolia strength is my secret weapon, but these days I sense the brushstrokes of life's fragile nature.
In the midst of such angst, I must leave for Amsterdam. In the continuing quest to find a place to live, David and I will explore areas of cities that are new to us. Will blog when possible; hope to have better news to report.
The photo at right is of nine 19th-century French gold Madonna crowns, stacked on top of each other in a scientific specimen globe. The headdress in the painting above reminds me of these crowns.