Yesterday I felt like I had been in my dryer's high-heat tumble cycle. Today I felt renewed and surprisingly compassionate to myself, my children, my parents, their parents, their parents' parents and all parents in general. It was as if a fountain grew overnight that showered the feelings of forgiveness, thankfulness and abundance.
I thought of how I could share those feelings in a painting with the special intention of providing solace to parents and lo and behold, this painting took shape by itself. I was nervous to move forward without an image or clear idea in my head, but life has been showing me that the greatest, newest, most innovative ideas are those from creative force, not from me. I just need to be the receiver and translate it into the way that feels good.