A new outlook…

It struck me as I drove to the studio this morning, planning out my day, what a vastly different process that is than it has been for the last more-years-than-I-would-ever-admit.  Instead of thinking through the difficult conversations I would have, the boring meetings on the schedule, the looming deadlines… I was planning which colors of embroidery thread to use on a block for a wedding quilt!

Shining eyes…

Today, a small boy with shining eyes and a winning smile bounced into the studio and announced, “It’s awesome up here!” with a voice as loud as all adventure!  We pulled a chair up to the railing to allow him the full effect of our mezzanine view, and then I just soaked up his wonder. It fueled my creativity for the rest of the afternoon!

Life is not my own…

i am not a maker of promises

i am not a spinner of fine threads of dreams

i cannot weave happiness into tomorrow

though I try

life is not my own.

i follow on

i am a follower

i live by listening

and trust to grow

and grow by trusting more

still more

come along

i follow on.

my footsteps climb a path

i cannot see

i do not need to see

the Light is strong

the darkness gone

and Love blows like the wind

the breath of Life

still given not my own.

where are the promises

i have them here

where are the answers

there is but One

i follow on

the path grows hard

the stones are sharp

i follow still

beyond me and above

lies a pasture green and rich

and happiness

still given not my own

it is not mine to give.