Eve’s update on what has been going on
I painted my dad Rick’s angel guides because my dad died from cancer last month. Each angel is helping my father get up into Heaven. They are bringing things he used to be involved in here on earth, so he knows he will still have them.
One angel has beautiful flowers. The littlest angel is holding a string with three balloons in the shape of hearts, because his three daughters will keep loving him. The pink angel has a cookie in his hand because our father used to eat cookies and milk every day when he was alive. The purple angel has a fishing pole with a fish on it. One is carrying an AA book because he used to be involved in alcoholics anonymous. One has a golf club. Can you find the ball the angel hit?
Let me know I should add any more angels with some things before I add the clouds.
These are some things about my father Rick which I am always going to be remembering. I will remember that he taught me how to fish. He called me his little pollywog even when I became an adult. When he was alive, we were over at Stars house and he was teaching me how to paint with watercolors and then when the painting was dry using a real inkwell and lightly dipping the pen into the ink and then drawing in the details onto the painting.
I am always going to keep a picture of his face inside of me for the rest of my life.
For my artwork right now I am working a painting a butterfly and a plant in a stainedglass painting. I have my first butterfly at the artwork page of this website.
- Do you like it?
- Should I add plants?
- Do you know any good butterfly books?
I have not been doing sports this winter. But I am still a Global Messenger for Special Olympics. So far this year, I spoke at State Farm Insurance, Breck High School and Walmart. Call the Minnesota State Office at 612-333-0999 and ask if they can have me speak to your group.
I have been meditating. Here are some of the different ways to do meditation. You can try what I do. I sit on my couch with my feet on the floor and then I close my eyes and take in a deep breath and slowly breathe it out several times and then I open up my eyes slowly and say special words out loud. Sometimes, I picture myself walking through a forest along the paths that fallow streams of waters and I am taking out my watercolor pad of papers and paints to make some paintings, while I am sitting on the ground on top of a rock. I learn new meditation techniques from Alexa and other friends at our Pathways to Sprituality Group.
I still go to the YMCA with Star and I walk King for exercise.
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