Flower Art. Got A Bunch Of White Callas Today. Feed Happiness And Love, Not Suffering. Both Need To Eat.

My friend Sue got me another bunch of white and yellow callas today. Of course, I couldn’t resist. I worked with them and some roses and other things today. I’ve found my landmark, but it won’t be my only thing. I don’t want to do it over and get bored. Thanks for all your very kind messages about my flowers. The Calla Lilis have gotten to me.

When I was low and depressed after my divorce, a good friend, a pastor cautioned me to feed my love and happiness, not my suffering. This struck a nerve, and I started to do what he suggested. I stopped talking about divorce and complaining about it. I started feeding my happiness by thinking about it and giving thanks for what I had rather than pitying me for what I had lost. It was good advice. I still love it.

I feed my happiness every day, and I’ve left my suffering. Even depression and sorrow need food to survive. So does hate. If I feed my anger and regret, my love will turn to hate. It did for a while. I learned that if my sadness and regress didn’t ease or go away, it’s because I feed it daily, three hearty meals. I tarved it, and only the happiness was except for the occasional moment. The flower photos feed my love and heart.