Run to the mountains and find yourself in the trees. Lose the weight you carried so long and slide step your feet back home. Changed. More. Ready to be fresh. To be brand new snow with not a footprint yet to be seen.
“When you reach for the stars, you are reaching for the farthest thing out there. When you reach deep into yourself, it is the same thing, but in the opposite direction. If you reach in both directions, you will have spanned the universe.” ― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
I didn't see her at first. She stood so far away. A mere blemish is the horizon. But the blemish grew larger and before long, I could see her full outline. She was running towards me. I ducked behind a tree and felt my breath catch as she got closer.
Back in April, I published ARTmonday: 22 Trees. When I realized I kept noticing artwork with trees, I decided to feature more wintry subjects. And since we got our first big snow in Boston, now’s the perfect time. Trees are really … Continue reading →
Tho' tempests may blow and the storm clouds arise; Obscuring the brightness of life, I'm never alarmed at the overcast skies, The Master looks on at the strife.......from all harm safe in His sheltering arm, I'm living by faith and feel no alarm.