Looking at You, Joy!
I am looking at the feathery fingers of purple Mexican Sage bush as riotous in their movement as in their beauty, a contrast to the quiet lavender shed they stand next to. I am not looking at my recently deceased brother’s red tool chest tucked safely inside the shed, but I know it is there.
The Wonder and Mystery of the "Negatives" in our Lives.
*Art by Hilma af Klint
I penned a version of this essay on Mother's Day 2021. I invite us to consider the idea of finding our way into appreciating the gifts hidden in our impossible life situations, those things we cannot change, but deeply wish we could.
There is always more to the story than meets the eye ~
Art by: Maurice Sapiro
The Winter Woods by Parker Palmer
The winter woods beside a solemn
river are twice seen—
once as they pierce the brittle air,
once as they dance in grace beneath the stream.