A short meditation this morning, focused on breath, is making this day so much easier. Perhaps because I am able at the moment to separate my thinking mind and everything around me including myself from the gift of being able to breath and have life. Counting on this awareness to stick around for a while. As for the painting, well, its special to me or rather the object I painted is special. A gift from my neighbor Raymond Ercoli on a day I wasn't particularly myself. Sensing discontent in the air, he lifted the weight with a gift of blooms.