Experiencing - March 17, 2013

It's been a sad week with friends suffering, heart-breaking memorial for a wonderful, spirited boy in the community, pets in pain ... and still the daffodils bloom, air smells sweet, small kindnesses appear out of nowhere. Life insists on moving. And my purpose seems to be to be with all of it. Last night I danced with the sadness, not to make it go away but to experience it.

Encaustic and oil pastel