Beauty

I think this is so interesting. It could certainly spur on some interesting and questionable conversations.

Anyone out there wanna have dinner and talk about art? About reality? About what is beautiful?

Interestingly enough, I have signed myself up or, I should say, agreed to the charming pleas from my friend and neighbor, to chair the National PTA's "Reflections" program at j's elementary school. She knows I am a sucker for art programs. She knows that in a former life, I coordinated stuff like this all the time. She doesn't know all that I wrote about in my previous post. (totally kidding...to be fair, THIS is not what is stressing me out.)

This year's theme is BEAUTY IS....

The idea is to create a work of art: visual, video, musical, interpretative dance, written composition etc. with this theme. Whatever it means to you....

So, I asked j. what he thought about it. What beauty is to him. He proceeded to tell me a story about love. How when we love one another...that is the ultimate beauty. It's relevant to God's love.

Every now and then, an older, wiser sage enters my child's body and inhabits him for a few minutes. When he does, we get these glimpses of the future....a truly beautiful and hopeful one.

Then, just as quickly as he comes...he sneaks away, before we can even stop to catch our breath from the gasp that just escaped.

He may or may not get around to doing this project. He suffers from what I like to call..."procrastinitis". It's a serious disease that is genetic, unfortunately. But, we'll see...maybe with some gentle prodding.