Making Meaning

I enjoy living in a neighborhood where people visit in the street and share plants and hand off tools and tables no longer need.

I was happily puttering with this and that most of the day inside and out...and right in the middle of it I had a conversation with Patty as she was heading home.....she lives right at the end of my street. 

Ragged Robin by the pond

We swapped stories.....she shared about a recent meaningful trip.... and I shared a little bit about my current class...The Visual Sentence. 

I'm at the point in the class where I'm starting to join the pieces and parts trying to make meaning and connections with my little blobs of color. And that led to a conversation about what's important in life.

Patty and I ended up concluding that life is fundamentally about making and finding meaning in the things we choose to do...say...and create. Whether it's putting together the pieces and parts of a recipe....a puzzle...a garden...or a volunteer effort....or making visual sentences out of our shapes and colors. 

And all the better if the meaning is just pure enjoyment and awe of whatever is right and front of you...like the whimsical ragged robin plants at the pond. 

We both felt so much better after our street conversation.

This afternoon I glued two visual words together and felt like I had a phrase. 

Then I added  two more words.... all of a sudden I think I have what might be the start of a visual sentence! And it only needs to have meaning for me.