I begin my morning in gratefulness, knowing that joy, happiness, and peace are my future. I am going to spend the remainder of my days listening to the flow of fresh waters and the beautiful harmony of the birds and other life in the wilderness. Peace … will be.
I look at the wall and see the canvases I have painted, wondering if I should donate them to good will, and then I realized, “These are good, and usable canvases. These can be recreated into new art which shows the current reality … the shift, from there, to here.”
Such is our life. In our own hands, in conjunction with that divinity within, loving us every step of the way on this journey.
My life … your life … is a Divine work of art. As we began, we were amateurs, fumbling away. Our art depended on the start we received from our elders. Some of us did not get the nourishment we needed in order to produce a Picasso life. BUT ~ these experiences, when embraced over time, wounds healed through careful consideration … all of that, can be used to create the MOST beautiful art in, and around our lives, than perhaps we dared dream of.
This capacity is in all, seemingly dormant, yet brewing just the same.
Pain, anger, regret and remorse ~ love, joy, tears and happiness on all levels … these things are your personal master piece, none will ever compare, nor should they.
Build this beautiful life. This is your day, your week, your year, your life.
The beauty which you have power to create is within you. All you need do is claim it, nurture it, and watch it grow with every ounce of effort and attention you give it.