Spring Break - Part One

This day held one of the most beautiful experiences and one of the most heartbreaking experiences of my life.  We took off after school on Friday and stopped once we got to Oklahoma City we stopped.  On Saturday morning we got up and had a lovely(not) hotel breakfast, and then we headed off to the Oklahoma City Memorial.  It felt odd to stand in the exact spot where a bomb exploded and changed so many lives in the span of one minute.  At either end of the reflecting pool are arches marked with 9:01 and 9:03...the minutes on either side of the blast.  It was horrible to see all the chairs and know each one had been made for a specific person...little chairs for the children who died that day in the FBI's daycare facility.  There were many things tied into the fence by so many people who have visited the memorial.  We left our mark and said a little prayer.  My heart was hurt and I needed some joy before we left this city.

I found it at the Oklahoma Museum of Art.  As everyone know I am fairly obsessed with rainbows or anything brightly colored.  The museum has the largest collection of Dal Chiluly Glass.  My mom brought me a postcard of this glass from LasVegas, I saw small pieces at a conference in San Antonio, but nothing...I mean NOTHING...could have prepared me for the treasures in this building.

   This is the piece that is just inside the front door.  It stretches several stories into the sky.  It is made with the most delicate pieces of blown glass.  I sat for a moment when the elevator opened on the floor containing all this beauty and watched a video on the man who creates it.  He is an odd little man with a patch over one eye, but he sees in rainbows.  He sees the same way I do.  His art speaks directly to the most basic parts of me...the child in me that still gets giddy when overpowered by color! Enjoy!
to the moon and back,
Sarah

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Housing a Forest - Crafts, Kids, Painting, Art Projects

Housing a Forest - Crafts, Kids, Painting, Art Projects

Spring Break!

Just a little note for you...more to follow I promise.  


I am loving life...and this trip...and everything I have been able to experience.  


Yesterday we were sitting eating dinner and up walked SUPERMAN!!!!!  I swear no matter where I go adventure seems to follow.  So here is the snapshot of my Tiny Batman...Superman and The Bug!


to the moon and back!
Sarah

A New Direction...

Ha...as I typed that title all I could think of was Rachel Barry and her gold stars on GLEE!  Not what I meant at all, but I bet my fellow GLEEKS are now reliving their favorite Glee moments.  I meant that I am trying to refocus my life and recapture my joy.  I started this blog as a way to be thankful on days that seem too black to have a thankful thought.  I seem to have drifted away from that. So for the last couple of weeks I have been trying something new.  I have been rediscovering my love for Yoga...and a new love NIA.  Nia is like an amazing blend of yoga, tai chi, and dance.  I used to love spending time in the clubs dancing my heart out.  I didn't care if anyone was watching.  I moved the way the music told me to move, and by the end of the night I was usually sweaty and happier than I had been all week.  Nia allows me to escape all the thought that knock around in my head throughout the day, and just move.  I can close my eyes and dance out anything that might be bothering me.  Cleansing your soul is built into the choreography...you move seamlessly from strong tai kwon do type punches and lunges to a much more fluid dancey type moment.  I won't lie...it is HARD...I am a hot drippy sweat ball when the class is over...but I feel AMAZING.  So for now...even though I am having to take a new chemo drug...even though I think that drug might be causing ulcer type places on my tongue (OUCH)...I have an hour several days a week where I can lunge...kick...and punch at the cancer that pulls at me....and then rejoice in my ability to still move my body in a way that pleases me.  Man that sounds really hippie...dippie...but for most of my life I have bought into a more hippie dippie philosophy of life.  It feels good to stretch back into that person.  I hope all is well with you my friends...if not find a NIA class and dance away whatever ails you!
TO the Moon and back!
Sarah

I mean really...how can a person be sad when surrounded by
people pretending to be lions?

RELEASE!