It's all practice

I do not understand the mystery of grace - only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us. ~ Anne Lamott

Each day requires me to

show up

Sometimes it is nothing more than that –

a declaration of my desire

my intention

even when follow through seems

weak

or impossible

in that moment

Each day is a

stepping into

the worn shoes

of my life

and moving forward

believing in

growth

magic

miracles

As many times as

doubt

self criticism

frustration

pointless comparisons

cause me to pause

or even step back

I can catch myself

And even trick myself

into moving on

asking

“Who’s watching me?”

“Who cares?” and

“Why not?”

Well,

I do

and that is

reason

enough –

In the darkest moments

when all seems

destined for disaster –

the paint globing, light fading, paper ripping, pen bleeding

fractured moments in the flow of my design –

there is a small

clicking

into place

one miracle

one tiny bud of beauty

that birthed itself

while I was busy

being distracted

by myself.