Last night i felt like was living the life. After two weeks in Italy, I thought I had experienced the life, and, really, I did. But all along, I knew my Italian adventure would end and I'd return to real life. I was a little bummed, but I vowed to keep the European feeling alive as long as I could. When I came back, I went shopping at the outdoor market. I restarted my morning pages writing exercise on the deck under the sycamore first thing in the morning. I slowed down and resisted getting back into the hectic pace the is life in Southern California.
And for the most part, it has worked. I just had to remind myself "what you resist, persists." And so I have been paying more attention to intention.
(I note, along with you I expect, I am using italics quite a bit in this blurb. Italics as I understand them are to give particular emphasis to a certain word or phrase, either in a to make it stand out or point out a mild irony. That is my understanding, and my intention, here.)
So, with intention, I set a date with a good friend to go to Cafe Sevilla's happy hour in their upstairs lounge. It was so very urbane, and even, dare I say it, sophisticated. We ordered a pitcher of Sangria Royale, which, comes with tapas included up to the value of the pitcher. Can I say yummy and convey how very good it was? And then there was live music by a Spanish duo. Live music!
We sat at Sevilla's for about an hour and a half, eating taps and drinking sangria and I got a delightful buzz going...something I don't do very often, but did occur a few times on the fantastic Italian red wines that accompanied our pasta and pizzas. Again, yum.
After a relaxed early evening of conversation and food, we went to Riverside's Art Walk because, a.) I love to go and b.) I had something up in the exhibit of one of the galleries. It is my photo of some masks I saw in a store window in Venice. (Just saying that makes me feel like such a bon vivant!) There was a reception for the new members show. We went and had a great time, then walked around a bit at the rest of Art Walk, and ended the evening in the studio of a local photographer who I have discovered does amazing work. She is starting classes and I am thinking of taking class with her. It's me, living the life of an artist...wow.
And so there you have it for today. The feeling continues. The intention I mention requires my attention. LOL. Couldn't resist the rhyme. Sometimes I'm a poet too.
And for the most part, it has worked. I just had to remind myself "what you resist, persists." And so I have been paying more attention to intention.
(I note, along with you I expect, I am using italics quite a bit in this blurb. Italics as I understand them are to give particular emphasis to a certain word or phrase, either in a to make it stand out or point out a mild irony. That is my understanding, and my intention, here.)
So, with intention, I set a date with a good friend to go to Cafe Sevilla's happy hour in their upstairs lounge. It was so very urbane, and even, dare I say it, sophisticated. We ordered a pitcher of Sangria Royale, which, comes with tapas included up to the value of the pitcher. Can I say yummy and convey how very good it was? And then there was live music by a Spanish duo. Live music!
We sat at Sevilla's for about an hour and a half, eating taps and drinking sangria and I got a delightful buzz going...something I don't do very often, but did occur a few times on the fantastic Italian red wines that accompanied our pasta and pizzas. Again, yum.
After a relaxed early evening of conversation and food, we went to Riverside's Art Walk because, a.) I love to go and b.) I had something up in the exhibit of one of the galleries. It is my photo of some masks I saw in a store window in Venice. (Just saying that makes me feel like such a bon vivant!) There was a reception for the new members show. We went and had a great time, then walked around a bit at the rest of Art Walk, and ended the evening in the studio of a local photographer who I have discovered does amazing work. She is starting classes and I am thinking of taking class with her. It's me, living the life of an artist...wow.
And so there you have it for today. The feeling continues. The intention I mention requires my attention. LOL. Couldn't resist the rhyme. Sometimes I'm a poet too.
Carnival Masks of Venice near the Correr Museum, St Mark's Square
