
Similar to using the Golden Key – a loving practice of forgiveness – I hope these Golden Scissors give you permission to let go of the past and live more fully in the Present.
Similar to using the Golden Key – a loving practice of forgiveness – I hope these Golden Scissors give you permission to let go of the past and live more fully in the Present.
Two winter drawings I am lucky to have from my Mother, Mary Alice Rogers Wyatt, and her brother, Earl Miles Rogers. Both are in pencil, ink, and chalk.
I thought lovingly of my mother and her brother as I carefully removed their art from the frames to scan. I imagined my grandmother’s pride and joy as she framed and displayed the scenes, side-by-side.
I am committed to keeping them together for as long as I have them. Then, they will fade and crackle into dust of obscurity, leaving an ethereal trail of smiles. I’m okay with that. It is the way.
This sweet moment, of seeing raindrops sparkle on an aspen leaf, asked me to consider sharing a simple image. To drop the words – although, here I am collecting and stacking them up again like not-quite-used-up folded paper towels. So I decided to go ahead and share the photo that I call “The Trinity” with plenty of space to honor it’s stand-alone beauty, or if you are curious, to add just a few more words.
Continue reading Friday Love Notes from ColoradoWhether it be to a new continent, a different room of worship or community, or stretching into a new way of thinking and behaving… sometimes we just have to go to know.