It’s been a tough week.
I have been discouraged by the negativity that sometimes seems to dominate our world. There are times it brings me down. Like all I see around me is madness and it makes me crazy, and sad, and I begin to feel like I am losing hope for people, for life.
Then this morning I reached out to a friend and told him how uninspired I felt. He told me to take three photographs of anything and send them to him with a caption.
I sat and thought about my assignment and in a flash it came to me.
So out to my backyard I went.
This is my little three photo essay of what gives me hope.
I am grateful for…
A pile of debris from the deck Neal and I demolished, for not only do I have the strength and confidence to remove the barriers in my life, but I have the creativity to see what can be in their place…
Recognizing that change can come in a form as simple as a can of spray paint and that change can make what was once old and ready to be discarded, fresh and useful once again…
That fertility takes on many shapes and that I can forever be part of bringing new, nourishing life into this world.
And of course I am grateful for a friend who helped me remember, despite all the negative stuff that is going on, hope is still everywhere, I just have to see it and then be part of sharing it, just as he did with me.