She can paint for hours.
where unsettled anxious, restlessness and
internal chaos normally live.
But when she paints there is
I slid in next to her to bear witness to this truth.
“I notice such a peace as you paint.”
“When I paint, I can breathe.”
She inhales and exhales as she says it.
I will never forget that moment. It gave me a new resolve to integrate art more deliberately into our everyday lives.
There is power in art.
Free of words
On the road to healing, finding the words can be so hard, but maybe we can dance it out, act it out, draw it, sculpt it, capture it in a photograph…and then we can share it. When we are ready.
"The transformative power of art is in the sharing"
- Brene Brown
I am in awe each day with the level of depth and intimacy that can be achieved with some colored pencils, markers, scarves, photographs and music. I’m not sure why I am so surprised. I should know by now the power of “simple” when coupled with connection.
“May the God of green hope fill you up with joy, fill you up with peace, so that your believing lives, filled with the life-giving energy of the Holy Spirit, will brim over with hope!”