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The process of painting this picture was a gift I’ll cherish deeply in my heart. I started out by not wanting to paint today, to let Aviana have her time as I thought I’d take attention away from her. Turns out, I just had to. I was offered a painted canvas, that several women had painted the month before. First came the guilt, that I really just didn’t want to paint over someone else’s work. Once I was over that, I began layering colors and textures and when I finally left to let it rest, Aviana and her friend spilled quite a bit of water on it. Oh well, I thought. That’s done! Whatever! As I caught myself in the thought process of frustration and resentment, I reminded myself that it’s safe to let go of control and surrender to whatever is.
Once I returned from the break, I patted the rest of the water dry and bam. On the right side of the canvas a woman emerged. It seemed that rose up from the ashes of pain and wounding. She broke free and rose up from the dark, layers upon layers of colors and light surrounding her and she is not only rising, but dancing through the experience. Ahhh what a gift to be able to let go completely and unconditionally. You never know what beauty emerges once we are ready to surrender and let spirit move through us, to let others help and, what an immensely positive impact an accident of spilled water can have... Namaste loves 🙏🏼🌀