This painting was inspired by what remained of a fallen tree—just a stump. Part of the wood had rotted and what remained was jagged and sticking out in all directions—but still it held tight. It remained grounded.
As our world sometimes seems to spiral out of control, I remind myself to breathe deeply, to try and love everyone and the natural world, to respect others even when I disagree, and to nurture the next generation no matter whose child they are for they are our hope.
“Though darkness gathers, praise our crazy fallen world; it’s all we have, and it’s never enough.” From Praise Song by Barbara Crooker,