Dear Life, I am seeing my way through the unpacking and there’s light at the end of the boxes/bins! I love my new place. It’s joyful. Looking forward to art shelves being installed so paintings and drawings can be displayed. I have fresh flowers in every room. I am grateful for the peace, light and love within me and around me.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose
Dear Life, 9/4 Major Projects class started. 9/11 I was told the lymphoma is back and new treatment needs to begin. Cancer outsmarted previous drugs. 9/12 I flew to CT. 9/14 my family celebrated my mother’s life. 9/15 this photo was taken while walking near sister’s house. 9/17 I flew back to Santa Fe and tested positive for Covid. 9/19 I moved. I have been resting and unpacking. Today I have bloodwork and discuss new treatment. September was quite a month. Life is really something. I am really something else. Still standing.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose
PRM in Monroe, CT 09.15.2024
Dear Life, I am quarantining due to Covid but there is plenty to do. Check out my new place! Ah, there will come a day when every box/bin is empty and everything has found its place. Fortunately the bedroom is free to flop on the bed as needed. Serene and quiet. Filled with light. A place to dream, create and live. A day at a time. Feeling grateful.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose
Dear Life, Experienced this peaceful and beautiful moment amongst the chaos of boxes and Covid: late day light, orange roses, and a tea latte in the corner of my bedroom. I spent the day resting. Woke at 2:30am, read for 30 minutes then unpacked some clothes. Fell back to sleep until 8:00am. My body rhythms are disrupted by medication and moving. I know this will pass. I am grateful to be in new home and look forward to getting things in their place and release whatever does not bring me joy. “We came to know a new peace…”
Yours Truly, Pamela
Dear Life, On 9.14.24 the funeral and luncheon for our mother, Rose Markoya, was everything she wanted and it was beautiful. In the evening, family members gathered again for a pit fire and told stories. Heartfelt and healing. I flew to Santa Fe on Tuesday not physically well and tested positive for Covid on Wednesday. Ugh! Today I move. A friend will manage the movers and I will keep my distance, pointing and saying, “That goes there”. Dear friends, send me some love and energy. Chapters are closing and beginning.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose
Dear Life, My house is in boxes. I move 9.19. This morning, I have a campus studio visit to discuss direction of my work. This afternoon, I go over Petscan report with oncologist. This evening, I pack for trip tomorrow to attend my mother’s funeral.
Imagine a world that has solutions to live peacefully, politics that work, interventions that cure disease, people extending love to one another, plenty for everyone, a planet supported by and for all beings. I imagine this as I begin this day. Peace, Love, and Beauty.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose
Dear Life, I am preparing to move from my apartment of 3 years to Condo X. Packing has begun. Just finished 14 days oral chemo meds and 5 hour infusion. Monday is PetScan and Wednesday Oncology appointment to go over report. Thursday I leave for CT to attend my mother’s memorial service. I’ll return to Santa Fe on the 17th and move on the 19th. Friends and professionals are helping. I feel cared for and supported. A small dragonfly appears daily reminding me of grace as I move through these changes an hour at a time.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose
Dear Life, When the mind wakes me early, fear tells me I won’t have the energy needed for the day. It is simply not true. The mix of excitement and adrenaline kick in as I give away things and pack. Yesterday friends joined me at Condo X (yes that IS the address) and we toasted to the new place I will soon enjoy living in. A quiet beauty resides in the 12 acres of mature landscape and 70’s architecture. There is a club house with heated pool and gym.
I am swimming into my future.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose
Graphite Drawing 08.01.2024
Dear Life, My circadian rhythm is off. No matter how tired I am, truly exhausted, my body lays awake while my mind trips through a variety of topics: moving by 9/19, multiple oncology appointments, PetScan, cancer treatments and oral meds, mother’s death and upcoming funeral, storage needs, art class starting this week at community college that I must attend in order to keep campus studio. I know this “sleeping disturbance” will change. Acceptance and some melatonin will help.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose
Tempera on Paper
Pamela Rose Markoya 