I went to my friend Jane’s house. Where she has that glass jar filled with chocolate candy.
Okay, I admit I had a few ….
Okay, okay. More than a few.
But this time I was more interested in feeding my soul. And there is something else at Jane’s house that lasts longer than Mr. Goodbar.
A few years ago, having never put brush to canvas in my entire life, I discovered painting, together with Jane. She now has a studio where she paints, which she’s always willing to share with me, just as she shares her chocolate.
Though I can’t offer to share Jane’s art studio, which is pretty spectacular, I can share what I find there– the secret I discovered to escape stress: Do something creative with your hands.
The end result doesn’t matter. What matters is how you feel while you’re doing it. Whether it’s paint or clay or crayons or beads or plywood, something magical happens when you work with your hands. At least it does for me. The whole world drops away. Conflicts. Cancer. Politics. Even Sarah Palin.
And now….I really do feel better. Have a great weekend.