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Yesterday when I stepped on to the beach, I looked around and suddenly saw how the Earth was constantly being changed by the water and the wind.
And immediately I thought. “Oh, the land is being sculpted into an art form by the elements.”
Great geologic forces had pushed land to the surface through great earthquakes, but then the wind and the water comes along andsmooths and softens the edges, and sculpts the land into forms.
Just as a human sculptor fashions a lump of clay into a vase or a bowl with artistic beauty, so too is the Creator of Life sculpting the planet into forms of artistic beauty with wind and water.
On the day before Thanksgiving, Larry and I were walking along the beach down the hill from our house when we noticed a man and a woman building a tower of rocks and then taking photographs of it.
We walked over and applauded to acknowledge their work and they smiled and waved. They invited us to take photos too, if we wanted to.
Further down the beach we found another arrangement of rocks in front of a spectacular piece of driftwood…
Because I was “forced” away from my desk by the fire evacuation last week, I had plenty of time to wander around San Francisco and explore anything I wanted to explore.
So one place I went to was my favorite art supply store, Flax. Now last time I went to Flax it was a huge store filled with all kinds of papers and leather binders and pens of all types—just an art supply wonderland. While in the past I wasn’t the type of artist who draws or paints, the materials themselves always inspired me, especially all the papers.
While walking down the street in downtown Portland on our recent road trip, Larry and I were delighted to find full size wild animals on the sidewalks beside us. We loved feeling the presence of the ecosystem right in the city.
Image Credit: Procession of the Birds, a print by Share LaPierre, published as a notecard by the Americn Association of Uiversity Women (AAUW).
A few days after my birthday I received a lovely handwritten note from my stepmother, on this beautiful card. I smiled when I saw that her choice of card embodied the spirit of my new lifely work, even though she didn’t know I had made the transition.
When today it’s easier and faster and more common to send a written communication via email, I love receiving these notes from her on beautiful cards. Because it’s person and human and real and loving.