Surrender
I don’t particularly like bees.
What I thought was an infestation was actually Mother Earth nudging me to provide her a home.
I don’t particularly like my vitamin deficiencies.
Yet what I thought was a cruel genetic mistake was actually an encrypted design for how to best care for myself.
The less I resist discomfort,
The easier it is to hear what my body needs.
It's taken me a long time...
And will likely take until the end of my days....
But if I don’t feel it,
I can’t heal it.
Watercolor; 18” x 24”
I don’t particularly like bees.
What I thought was an infestation was actually Mother Earth nudging me to provide her a home.
I don’t particularly like my vitamin deficiencies.
Yet what I thought was a cruel genetic mistake was actually an encrypted design for how to best care for myself.
The less I resist discomfort,
The easier it is to hear what my body needs.
It's taken me a long time...
And will likely take until the end of my days....
But if I don’t feel it,
I can’t heal it.
Watercolor; 18” x 24”
I don’t particularly like bees.
What I thought was an infestation was actually Mother Earth nudging me to provide her a home.
I don’t particularly like my vitamin deficiencies.
Yet what I thought was a cruel genetic mistake was actually an encrypted design for how to best care for myself.
The less I resist discomfort,
The easier it is to hear what my body needs.
It's taken me a long time...
And will likely take until the end of my days....
But if I don’t feel it,
I can’t heal it.
Watercolor; 18” x 24”