My dear friends.

Rejoice with me!

Today, something wonderful happened.

Though you might think, really, this is a big deal?

I'm not going to list all the things that have happened to me in the last two years, but there have been difficult things. Beginning with my mother's passing around this time in 2023.

One manages to forge through the days. One must. But certain creative endeavors require delicately balanced energies, and at least in my world, a gentleness of atmosphere and a compassionate benevolence must surround my little corner of the universe before I can pick up a watercolor brush.

I don't quite understand it really. I've done other creative things in the last two years, but somehow this medium of water and pigment refuses to be ordered around by 'will power' or self-imposed guilt trips.

Today I revisited a tutorial I watched some years ago, to see if I could still follow directions.

Looks like maybe...

It's such a small, uncomplicated thing.

But it feels like a healing victory, filled with meaning to me. I have missed being able to dip myself in the magical realm of this watery artform.

Today, I'm thanking the Holy One for bringing me to this creative place again.

(I, )

Be careful. You are standing on hallowed ground.

(I was just going to say, I have rather always liked Sweet Peas m'self.)

Me too.