Gravitas.

A lot of things have been happening around here lately. And by "here" I mean both where I have been physically and emotionally.  I am not really sure how to explain it all.  Or even if I need to.  I sort of hit a rather large emotional bump in the road and took a spill.  I keep thinking of a recent bike ride- my first really long ride- on a new bike with bigger tires and on a bumpy trail.  I was completely excited and I was cruising along and feeling great when I suddenly hit a big pit of mud, tried to turn out of it too late and then flew off my bike.  I had never before fallen off of my bike so it was a new thing.  But I was so happy, uninjured and so anxious to get riding again- that with barely a moment of hesitation I grabbed my bike, picked it up and jumped back on.  And that is really the best way I can describe what has been going on for me these past almost 2 weeks now.  I hit a pit in the emotional highway and took a fall.  But I was not seriously hurt and I wanted to get going again so I jumped back onto the emotional bicycle of my own cyclic healing.  And I cruise on.  Uninjured and constantly amazed at my own resiliency.  Healing can be painful but it is a strange and wonderful ride.
Here are some images from my new sketchbook.  It is the largest book I have ever had and I am really loving the large size (11" x 14").