… is one translation I’ve seen which sounds reasonable.
I am trying to practice Svaha – the art of acceptance, which proved somewhat challenging this morning when I opened my eyes to falling snow! I have been buried in web-design work these past few weeks, and it now feels like an eternity since I was last in my studio working. The stove is stoked right now, and there are a bunch of ideas cooking inside my head, paintings waiting to emerge, prints and collages itching to be made. It’s like spring fever screaming at me inside and out.
In the coming days I’ll post some more about the Zanzibar Exchange – the show opens in early April. In the meantime, I’ll leave you with thoughts of spring: the days feel much longer already, the light lasts until early evening, and slowly but surely the snow is melting (yes, even the snow that fell this morning). Here comes mud season in all it’s glory! Svaha, Svaha, Svaha.
Thank you for giving me a word to focus on. Svaha, indeed. (I try not to think how deep the mud is in my yard. Does it slow down the tunneling efforts of moles, I wonder?)
I don’t know about the moles. I wonder if they are awake yet? Do they know that the calendar says spring, despite fresh white fluff on the ground?! Svaha!
I admire your constant inspirations and desire to produce and explore! Happy spring to you , Although it does not feel like it this week
Thanks, Yvonne. I think my desire to constantly explore is what keeps me grounded. We all need a sense of the child’s eye perspective once in a while, don’t you think?!