"Moonlight Magic" - mixed media on canvas paper, 9" x 12". Ready to frame. Available on Artfinder.
When you're way up high
And you look below
At the world you left
And the things you know,
Little more than a glance
Is enough to show you
Just how small you are.
from the song "Giants in the Sky", Into the Woods
Here we are, deep in the woods, tra-la-la-ing along our merry way, when giants appear in the sky. Giants in the form of airport shootings just minutes away from home. Giants in the form of advancing illness and shrinking medical options for someone I love. Giants stomping around up there, causing chaos in the forest and shaking our trees.
Well, giants are going to happen. They are just a part of the journey, right? But what do we do when there are giants? Years ago, I would throw on my sneakers and go for a long run to shake off the giants. When I could no longer run, I would grab the dogs and go for a long hike, leaving the giants behind. When there were no more dogs, I would get on my bike and head out for a hard ride. There is a recurring theme here for me - physicality is my natural response to giants. And though it doesn't change what giants do (really, those guys are impossible!), it does improve how I feel. Truly, that is the only thing I have any serious influence over. But I didn't always know that.
There was a time, back in the day, when giants would make me want to grab a sword, climb up the beanstalk and kick some giant butt! I have bloodied my knuckles on more giant ankles than I can count, and never won a battle. Funny how I have to get so old to realize how small I am, how little I know, and how tiny my determination is when pitted against a giant.
So today I will grab a hat and some garden gloves, head out into the yard and pick a fight with some serious weeds. It might not prevent airport shootings or cure fatal diseases, but it will clear the path for me to continue the journey past the giants into the woods.