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What Serenity Looks Like — Double Helix pg290
Colorful companion to my memoir The Incompetent Psychic
Ongoing optimism and no credit card debt had finally made being alive a wonderful place to be. More people were able to buy art again. Fruitful commissions were coming in so regularly I could pick and choose. There was a core group of amazing women who showed up at my Michaels acrylic class every week, and we had become buddies. Teaching a week-long art retreat in the Sierras was coming up. Festivals had become lucrative enough that I could drop the iffy and difficult ones where you couldn’t easily drive a trailer up to the space. — From the Epilog
If this was a romance novel right about now would be the fancy-ass wedding, but it turned out to be me falling in love with myself. ‘Happily Ever After’ is a simply abiding serenity. It was like I finally evicted fear and ego out of my home where they had been awful roommates for too long. Okay, they only moved next door. Fear installed a security system with alarms and klieg lights that can blast on when a cat slinks by. Ego likes leaf blowers, chain saws, wood chippers and target practice. This is entirely a metaphorical construct to describe my own brain. In reality, all the neighbors where I live now in the rural Catskills are pleasant, peaceful folks. I traded earthquakes, firestorms, gridlock and noise for long winters and ticks…
