cookies are baking

All I can do is wait. But I have to keep my head in the Word if I am waiting on Him. I have to give it up, but I want to recognize what he is offering, so I fill my mind with His work.

Clouds are forming. Tornados are spreading. Hurricanes are rising. Storms are crashing. This world is changing. I believe disasters will become a part of out daily news, and even our own daily lives. How do we function in this newly forming world? Who am I? I am not content in keeping a job, or even in creating artwork for people to buy. I have something to give.

I am somewhat suddenly drawn to flowers and to the fact that I can arrange them in new ways, almost like a collaboration with another artist far greater than I.

What I love about flowers is that they are beautiful. They are alluring and delicate, yet strong. They are glorious, yet they are humble. They bloom and shine without shame, and then they wither and they die simply, humbly, gracefully. They serve the earth and then move on. They are a tangible connection between the sun’s energy, the earth’s nutrients, and water’s life.

I want my hand in work that is tangible, public, lasting, but evolving, kind of like a flower’s life.

Lord, where do you want me?

I see thousands of college students wondering the exact same thing: where do we go next? We have these degrees and we are told that that means something and that it is good, but what does it do?

I am: VisualSensualEmpatheticPatientActiveIntuitive

I am a: DancerWriterNaturalistArtistStylistIntrovertedextrovert

Somehow these things can work together for the greater good.

For now, I am noticing the trees, the flowers, the birds, the clouds, and the storms. I am noticing that I am extremely blessed with people who love and support me. Thank you