A wise woman once told me that we all live life in spirals. I seem to rediscover who I am every six months or so, remembering all that I am and all that I was sent here to become, and then somehow slip back into habits that push me further out of orbit, only to come back around and do it all over again. The difference between how I handle this today compared to years (or decades) ago is that now I’m so much more comfortable with that whirling flow and take all the time I need to remember again. It’s not a failure, it’s not to be fought. When we accept that we can take the time we need to become our fullest selves, every subsequent dance around that spiral feels a little less fraught. This painting is a reminder to enjoy the ride of getting lost and found and lost again and again. And to let it get a little lighter every time.
Acrylic on Canvas
Natural Kiln-Dried Douglas Fir Floater Frame included (As pictured)
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