Monday I started my drawing class. Confronted with a blank page I nearly fled. I remember that feeling from my first ever lesson and acknowledged the fear, then put it behind me. My first lines on the page were a bit average and then I just let go and focused on looking at the objects and trying to remember the things I learned last year. At the end of the two hour class I felt so happy! I had managed a pretty decent representation of the lemons and the horrible/difficult shell and leaves. I felt such a sense of exhilaration and exhaustion. That is a good way to start the week.
Tuesday I took Ziggy to Mini Maestros a kids music program. Our little extrovert loves music and was eager to participate even though it was his first time. He will end up playing an instrument for sure and he loves to dance. It was such fun though I am the Grandma amongst the mums.
Ziggy made me laugh when he waved to the sparrows and said hullo with such conviction I almost thought he might have seen Peter's spirit. When I walked the Camino Frances I often felt Peter ( my husband) was with me when little birds sang as I walked along. They always sang when I felt tired or a bit discouraged and never flew away until I passed them.
Life away from the Camino is so very busy. It is rich in relationships and activities which are interesting and fun. I miss being out doors though. Perhaps I can walk more in the parks around home.
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