Again I was briefly tempted to use this blog to get my own back but I remembered a quote that friend sent me recently “The Devil doesn’t make us do anything. The Devil, for example, doesn’t make us mean. Rather, when we’re mean, we make the Devil. Literally. Our actions create him. Conversely, when we behave with compassion, generosity, and grace, we create God in the world.” (Tom Robbins). While I can’t say I am much of a Devil/God believer, something rings true about generosity and grace today.
However it has been an awful day and at one point as my daughter and I sat shaking in what seemed like acres of shattered glass I somehow thought of the poem “The Lady of Shalott” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
‘Out flew the web and floated wide-
The mirror crack’d from side to side;
“The curse is come upon me,” cried
The Lady of Shalott. ‘
And then the suggestion came that shattered glass could be a metaphor for my life (oh great). Well at least I am now looking happier than this lady
And no this hasn’t all got much to do with art but in a day of glass and poetry I found humour (and dare I say it – resonance) in the poem “The Great Age of Turbines” by Darryl Short
“Jesus showed up
in the oddest of places –
like the supermarket:
Group hug anyone?