tonight i am alone with my purple blanket *((the healing blanket))* i call it... cause it has wrapped me in healing energy time and time again. this blanket has wiped my tears and keep my toes warm while i read books or meditated. draped across my tummy on summer nights when the fan was blowing cool and i wanted a cover, but not much cover... just a thin layer of protection under the dark sky.tonight i sit with the purple blanket draped along the back of my chair as i write.
i've been painting alone tonight. watching the candle flicker and sipping pink lemonade.
tonight i am alone.... but not lonely.
