
When things get so messy, strange or tense that I can’t find a way through, maybe playing with different colors will open up a path or spark an idea.
Where do you need to playfully find new openings?
… watching for the brushstrokes of God
When things get so messy, strange or tense that I can’t find a way through, maybe playing with different colors will open up a path or spark an idea.
Where do you need to playfully find new openings?
How do the leaves and colors invite you to be playful?