Cirrus clouds and boundaries

Cirrus clouds are one of my favorites. They are loose and free. They move around from one space to another. They remind me of watercolor.

CIRRUS CLOUDS

Cirrus clouds have a comma at the end. This comma is known as ice crystals that develop.

As I set the water onto the paper, taking a small amount of paint and dripping it slowly onto the paper the paper then begins to absorb the pigment with water.  It moves freely but with careful control I can easily adjust where the pigments land. I create the boundaries that the color wants to go.

I didn’t understand about boundaries until I had to create boundaries. Making sense of them I had to clarify what my boundaries were.

I began to see the boundaries in my culinary garden that contained the overgrown dill with the seed that had spilled out of the area from the year before and now has overstepped those boundaries that once were contained in.

The boundaries that I had set up with some of the most unkindest people and leaving room for the most beautiful people at heart.

I also began to consider my driving skills on the freeway and am ever so grateful for those dotted lines that make sure the cars stay in their lanes creating safety for so many people that are traveling.  

Boundaries gave me freedom  so that I can pursue the best in what I need to, to finish my race in my next chapter in this life that has been given to me.

Looking at the Cirrus clouds I began to identify its soft wispy carefree style while it extends its form into the sky.