Redintegration. Go ahead and look it up if you need to. I had to.
"I had recognized the taste of the crumb of madeleine soaked in her concoction of lime-flowers which my aunt used to give to me. Immediately the old grey house upon the street, where her room was, rose up like the scenery of a theatre to attach itself to the little pavilion, opening on to the garden, which had been built out behind it for my parents."~Proust. {Remembrances of Things Past.}
It is said, that long term memories are stored in dream format. What do you think?
I am inspired to paint again. I am going to organize my materials and spill them out of my skull and onto the canvas. Ideas have been bursting at the seams since my return from Jordan but alas life needs tending to. Even my photography has taken a back seat to my career and other things. I will pick up my camera today also-insha' Allah.
I need to be reading Proust I think. I liked that snippet which I found today. This morning saw my daughter skipping off to fetch the mail- yes on a Sunday. We leave it in the CMB all week and then gather it up all at once. A happy yellow package was handed over to me. Thank you Christine, you put a big smile on my face while I sipped my Earl Grey and listened to the birds chirping. You Are A Light. xoxo
I love all that you share
Love you
Jeanne♥
Posted by: Jeanne | April 11, 2010 at 12:47 PM
Absloutely GORGEOUS flower pics!
You are a light too Gillian!
:)
Love, just love the positivity your posts radiate.
I love coming here :)
xoxo
preeti
Posted by: Preeti Shnoy | April 11, 2010 at 01:52 PM
I too am in search of lost time. I am starting to regret all the time I spend at work, which doesn't bring me joy or peace or even a sense of accomplishment, it just keeps me from doing the things that do. I love coming here too, but I still miss you like crazy. xoxo
Posted by: Donna | April 11, 2010 at 10:07 PM
you should absolutely paint!!! why not?? perfect time of year for a new project.
Posted by: margie | April 12, 2010 at 07:11 AM
Marcel knew something about redintigration. As do you, mon Bleux. A mockingbird's song. A mermaid. A shell.
Posted by: Jeaux | April 12, 2010 at 02:21 PM
hello handsome. yes, a shell.
Posted by: Gillian | April 12, 2010 at 03:37 PM
i agree! the hills, the buildings, the soul of Jordan has infused me with a million ideas xo
Posted by: Gillian | April 12, 2010 at 03:37 PM
miss you too, Donna! xoxoxo
Posted by: Gillian | April 12, 2010 at 03:38 PM
Beautiful photos, Gillian. I love the flowers and the lantern. It looks like Jordan has inspired you a lot.
xo
Posted by: Dinners & Dreams | April 12, 2010 at 09:19 PM
You are an extraordinary and beautiful woman...
all your thoughts so wonderfully expressed... with
all your photos so artfully taken... I was looking up
the symbol of a pheasant today because my artist friend
Ray found a beautiful one in a field.... I came across
you... you are God's inspiration and spirit of Love...
My family is in the culinary arts... you may know of my
sister.... I would love to share with you as well...
about.... organic food.... ionized water.... roses in
my garden... the landscape of New Mexico.... healing
chants and prayers.... poems.... Brazilian dancing...
"Sometimes my soul rose up into the air of beauty"
Love, Susan Lily
Posted by: Susan Waters | June 24, 2010 at 10:36 PM