Vulnerable.
There’s a certain beauty in the unveiling. The wind, like a sculptor, carves here and there. Which leaves shall He choose? The ones that need it first. He knows what He’s doing, to refine and to try. Don’t stop the progress.
Just like an autumn tree reveals its structure, its true character, so do I when I humble myself. I am learning to shed my tough exterior. That appearance of “I got it all together” and submit. I’m letting the Artist do His work.
To shed the excess and nourish the roots.
The beauty in unveiling.
Vulnerable.
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Beautiful watercolor and thoughts, which read like a poem.
Thank you so much, Ellen! Happy New Year. Wishing you and yours peace this year.
Pretty! I liked the analogy, too.
Thanks Pattisj 🙂
Happy New Year. Wishing you and yours peace this year.
Beautiful painting, Christine, and it’s nearly eclipsed by your lovely prose-poem and reflection. A superb post!!
Thanks Mark, you’re very kind! 🙂
Happy New Year. Wishing you and yours peace this year.
Magnifique ! C’est exactement comme ça que j’aimerais peindre !
Merci beaucoup! Vous pouvez peindre de cette façon! Pratique, pratique.
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