
As nature comes to rest above ground, the real work takes place below the surface. This is slow work, invisible to the eye.
Where do you pay attention to the slow work?
… watching for the brushstrokes of God
As nature comes to rest above ground, the real work takes place below the surface. This is slow work, invisible to the eye.
Where do you pay attention to the slow work?
How do the leaves and colors invite you to be playful?
Trauma is an open wound. For those who survive trauma, the experience of trauma can be likened to a death. But the reality is that death has not ended; instead, it persists. The experience of survival is one in which life, as it once was, cannot be retrieved. However, the promise of life ahead cannot be envisioned.” ~ Shelly Rambo
Where do you hold or see open wounds?