Every time we put a foot on a path, a pen to paper, or a brush to the canvas we narrow the options as the actual emerges from the imagination.
Is the sky really the limit?
Decreasing possibilities
… watching for the brushstrokes of God
… watching for the brushstrokes of God
Every time we put a foot on a path, a pen to paper, or a brush to the canvas we narrow the options as the actual emerges from the imagination.
Is the sky really the limit?
With the Eyes of the Heart 
Both freeing and faer inducing!
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