Deserts and suitcases

Life and people in it can be equated to walking across a vast desert.

In order to be able to put relationships in perspective, I often ask myself: “Would I want to walk across the desert with that person?” If I suddenly were bit by a poisonous snake and yelled out to them “go on! save yourself,” would they leave me? The fact is: some people would, and some people wouldn’t. Some people might save only one specific person, and very few others would not leave another in the desert.

My heartfelt thanks and eternal gratitude to a few of my generous desert companions (who will remain anonymous). These folks made magnanimous, unsolicited donations to my art materials expenses for projects and even more generously purchased my art. I now have what is needed to conduct my art projects overseas. You, my “team,” and friends make the journey through the desert a productive and positive experience for all! I also want to thank those of you who contributed toward smaller specific costs for enabling those aspects of my larger projects to succeed.

In a couple of days I’ll be flying through the sky instead of packing and re-packing my two suitcases. Each suitcase has a weight limit of fifty pounds. It isn’t easy to keep the weight that low with tons of art supplies. So far, I’ve eliminated most of my clothes and personal possessions and kept the art materials, which is fine, since it is art (not clothes) that unifies humanity!!!!

I look forward to updating you again from Amman.

2 thoughts on “Deserts and suitcases

  1. Suzie, I wish I could go with you now! I will find my way there soon. Thank you so much for all the wisdom and love you shared with me- I never knew I would gain such a great companion through an internship 🙂

  2. “…it is art that unifies humanity”….lol!….love ya, Suzy!…Good Luck, Dear Lady!…we’ll be awaiting your return to the Sonora…

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