Life is full of paradox. Slow down and hurry up. Less is more. Save money by spending it. Deep down, I’m really shallow. (Which is not true) 😊
I was playing with paint this week, and it started off terribly. I had to salvage the roses, and my hummingbird is not perfect.
But i stopped to think, what is this exercise teaching me?
Nothing is wasted. Is that a paradox?
I looked at the drawing and thought, this little bird reminds me of being in motion… their wings always moving, and yet their bodies still as they drink in nourishment.
I’m invited to stillness, to drink in nourishment even in the midst of life which is never stagnant, always moving. Time marches on, the clock never stops. But I can slow my heart, my mind, to drink in beauty, to cherish the moment.
I want to think about that for a while.