(Apparently, I touched a nerve with this one. Let's talk about it some more.)
The last couple of weeks I have realized I am starving for beauty and inspiration in the world around me. Maybe it's the result of the long winter. Maybe it's my own mental health. But maybe it is because some of us do need beauty to live. Thanks for this post and the invitation to embrace whatever emu egg shows up in my path.
Ah so good!!
Although, honestly disappointed when I realized you weren't starting an emu farm.
So happy you got that egg AND needed these words the night before I go and take my offerings to an art show. 🤎 And to be honest, if I ever see an emu egg, I’m bringing it home so we can be twins.
I love that egg. "Regret pooled in my heart. I caught myself shaking my head at myself, wondering how practicality had won the argument against wonder and awe." I'm so glad you didn't let practicality have the final say. This is a beautiful piece.
Oh man, that color really is amazing! I love this and love that you got your egg.
This is wonderful. I didn’t buy a carved dulcimer on our honey moon and regretted it--even wrote an essay about looking for it!!!
People say my writing is beautiful and maybe that’s enough, because beauty may well save the world. Chris Green has a book about this I believe. And I may tip toe through a honkin big book called The Ethics of Beauty by Patistas. May!
Thank you for this.