Manic Monday - Grace

In Greek mythology, a Charis is one of several Charities (Greek: "Graces"), goddesses of charm, beauty, nature, human creativity and fertility. They ordinarily numbered three, from youngest to oldest:Aglaea (Beauty), Euphrosyne (Mirth), and Thalia (Good Cheer). In Roman mythology they were known as the Gratiae.
My grandmother had this statue in her living room and as a child, I was fascinated by it: most likely because they were "nekkid." Both of my parents appreciated the fine arts and I was exposed to it early in life. We had a statue of David in the yard sans fig leaf so the body as a work of art was presented to me in a no nonsense style. But my folks instilled in me a sense of modesty about my own person.
As far as the Graces, I've always felt that it was not erotic or sensual but pleasing in a sense of comfort and compassion. And me? I have no physical grace! I have always felt awkward, klutzy, if you will. I stumble and misstep frequently. I thought my first pair of bifocals was a death warrant! I do not have the form or grace of a dancer. But the grace I can count on is the grace of God. That is what has gotten me this far, through some of the darkest of my nights. I have faith that grace will see me through to the end. That is obviously the reason for my "blogging name."
In Life as in the dance; Grace glides on blistered feet...
---Alice Abrams
And to my dear, wonderful, precious friend Mo, for the kindness you extended to me on your site, in regards to my birthday Tuesday, I thank you! It's true, I haven't been very graceful in accepting my 60th but it will be what I choose to make of it! So thanks to Mo and all of you bloggers for cheering me up! I love you...
Gracie



