I sat on the patio of McCoy's for 2 1/2 hours tonight and didn't once miss going out dancing. I drank 2 glasses of wine. I had good conversations. The air was fragrant, I walked the streets beforehand, perused the area around the KCAI and decided the loft is a better idea.
I was at the Crossroads Friday night, there photographing Expressions, the art show put on by The Whole Person. I spent 5 hours walking around the gallery, taking photographs, talking to artists, talking to co-workers, passing the time much, much quicker than I ever would have thought. The night was filled with laughter, art, conversation, and the beauty of a gallery space filled with the light of a springtime setting sun (photographers, can I get an Amen?). Walking to my car after, I passed by an alleyway with a guitarist and a drummer playing away. The alley was pitch black and filled with people listening. I crouched down, shot some pictures, packed up and moved away, took in some of the music, let it fill my soul, then continued on to my car. Artists even filling the back alleyways of the city at 10pm on a Springtime Friday night.
Magical.
Tomorrow I'm working. Going climbing. Going to small group.
I am inching closer to the life I dream for myself.
I am taking the steps now to continue to grow into the person I've always wanted to be.
Wine on the patio. Climbing before bible study. A Loft in the river market. Local art covering my walls. Night time walks around Westport. Dancing at the Levee. Reaching out... and being covered by adoration. Biking. Running. Connecting. Growing. Improving. Loving. Being Loved. Pouring out being poured in to...
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