I am, by nature, a word person.
The images I create and learn from and marvel at are a whole new language… and a vastly different perspective for me.
And, like a favorite book that says something new every time you read it, they keep teaching me.
This tiny glimpse of a huge painting I learned as Our Lady of Bountiful Earth is one of those which is teaching me, still.
These days, she’s known as In the Beginning. And she sits there on the canvas, in the midst of the mythical Garden, deep in prayer.
Gratitude, certainly.
For family and friends. For time together. For toes in the ocean. For many hands baking pies. For stories. For dreams.
Intercession, as well.
For returning home in the midst of the Georgia Senate run-off. For sanity. For justice. For voice and choice. For the future of our beloved Littles.
For timeless dreams carved in the tree which shelters her… For steadfast love. For remembrance. For creating.
For a world… a planet… able to sustain bountiful life.
The painting is an epic adventure.
Not simply one which ended when it was pronounced good.
An adventure which, if we are paying attention, continues to play out in every moment.
An adventure in which I have a part.
As do you.
And, yes, I believe this with all my Fiercely Compassionate Grandmother’s heart.
Tomorrow, The Legendary Husband and I are going to vote.
And then, the Divine willing, we’ll keep listening. And learning. And working for a world that is bountiful for more and more beings. Instead of fewer and fewer.
Painting will, I am certain, be involved!
Stories, too!
For this moment, though… so be it for you and yours as well.
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