"Where's that Rabbit?" you're thinking. Maybe you even said it out loud to your Cat. Or, your Dog. Or, to Your Very Own Rabbit.
Don't you worry your long, fuzzy ears. She's back.
And by back, I obviously mean.. back. She is not that interested in you. But that's OK.
What matters is your interest in Her.
She can feel it.
You see, the Blisschick came home and there's been excitement and busyosity and going back to work after 9 days off, and on, and on, and on. So much catching up to do.
So, we missed blogging for a couple of days. Do you want to make something of it?
Look out your window. Miss Zoe is waiting for you outside. You don't want it to come to that do you?
I didn't think so.
So, instead, why not just check out this painting I made for the Blisschick while she was away:
Written on it is this piece of a poem by Rumi:My head is bursting with the JOY of the unknown.
My heart is EXPANDING a thousand fold.
Every cell, taking wings, FLIES about the world.
JOY EXPANDING FLIES.
Cool, huh?
That Rumi. Always so cool.
"Like a Rabbit," said Miss Zoe. "Mr. Rumi was cool like Me."
SO very true.
Cool like a Rabbit.
That's something we can all work toward.
