Sunday, August 30, 2009

I'm in Awe, Co-Creating

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.

When Coleman was small, his eyes were so big and blue he made me think of fairies, like my Molly's eyes do now. Like Molly, he was so creative so young that it made you feel like he was a treasure. His mother had a poster of Desiderata in the playroom. The little one, his older brother, and I watched Disney's Peter Pan while I copied the prayer/poem into my journal. When I tucked them into bed I had the first hint of mothering-sweetness that would wait quietly in my mind until I was almost thirty.

Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.

Now I'm thirty three, with a daughter who flies in a Tinkerbell chaos of childhood around me. Now, Coleman sends me stories to illustrate and help manifest, and he is so skilled, so imaginative that the project makes me tearful. It' so exciting and strange and fascinating. I'm proud of it already- although for my part, its imagery is still vague like this primal-old dark Goddess we are writing and drawing into being.

But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

Desiderata is by Max Ehrmann. Photo is by someone lucky enough to be in Venice with Coleman.


  1. I'm not worthy of such compliments, but I thank you regardless. The only person who can do this kind of art and understand my thoughts on this is you.

    The picture's by Heather Donily, a Canadian that I met at the hostel in Venice.

    Also, a shout out must go to Meredith on this collaboration, for doing so much research on the next two for me. She hasn't read anything on it, either.

  2. Creativity clearly runs deep in your family!