I talk to God but the sky is empty

If you're a news junkie like myself, the grim march we're on lately can be horribly disheartening. Sylvia Plath's quote from her journals has been knocking around my head lately. An extended version is below:

Depending how you see it, it can either be comforting or even more disheartening to know that people throughout history have felt nervous or powerless or scared. I find it comforting. Still, it's important not to be consumed by it. 

If I'm going to be maudlin, I like to plan it out. Look at the sky instead of the phone, lie on the grass if it's somewhere nice (or from the safety of indoors if you're in Ireland like me), and don't get up for at least ten minutes. Just look, and be quiet and still.

The weather changed in the middle of today's painting session, taking what had been a very overcast afternoon to one with breakthrough pockets of brilliant blue.

Another quote from Cheryl Strayed: