Turning down the heat

The morning I left Israel a couple months ago it was a cool 17Âș Celsius, and five hours later my friend Natalie sent an email that by noon the temperature was over 39Âș , that’s over 100Âș  to those of you who think in terms of Fahrenheit. finally 2 You can only imagine how happy I was to be heading to Switzerland…

Within a matter of weeks a memory began to seep into my awareness from an unknown point in my distant past; an advertising slogan that warned, “Don’t mess with Mother Nature.”

finally 1Clearly She’s showing us what happens when we do so, because 2015 is on track to be the hottest year on record. For weeks a heat wave has been blistering Ticino and most of Europe. Thankfully, it finally broke last night when storm fronts rolled in from every direction bringing thunder and lightning that shook the building for an hour before the first rains came. The minute the first drops fell, the temperature dropped from 33Âș Celsius to a lovely 20Âș, 68Âș Fahrenheit.

Waking up this morning after a wonderful night’s sleep, it was blissful to open the shutters to sunny skies and still cool temperatures. While gratitude flooded my heart, I readily admit to counting the days until Autumn, all the while longing for my first Ticino winter!

Whatever the weather is in your neighbourhood today, may your inner world be as joyous as mine is this day, filled with the warmth of love, your skies clear so your spirit can fly.

Memories and remembrance

Ten short years ago my friend Colin Morley left this world and continued his journey. Colin was standing next to the bomber in the explosion at Edgware Road. Icolin morleyn one of the last pictures I have of us, we’re standing in the picture window of my home in Luzern during a Mereon team meeting, talking about my art which he was preparing to take to the world. Facing Mt. Pilatus, Colin was lovingly admonishing my self-description as a ‘dilettante with a paintbrush’. For decades, while feeling like a spiritual lynnclaire and colin morleykindergartener, I’ve experimented with colour and form, using it to soften the edges of the geometry as I tip-toed around the world of math and physics, a domain that often felt black and white. Discovering that the rainbow flows between dark and light, whenever I suffer from not feeling good enough or smart enough, technicolor bruises and raw wounds self-inflicted of course, I paint until my heart is content. It was this that Colin was helping me achieve as he plotted ways to take it to the world to help make the message at the heart of the Mereon Matrix clear. Colin, a brave and loving human being, was indeed a catalyst for something far greater than hope; he was an instrument for positive change and I am a better person because he touched my life.

Colin, I remember.