Grateful for Art.

And mindful reflection.

And quiet.

And breath.

And tears.

And laughter.

And color.

And sound.

And eyes that see.

And ears that hear.

And the willingness to work through what I cannot see or hear,

yet,

or maybe ever.

Grateful for all that has led me here, right now.

In the journey

Yeah, I love clouds though I don’t understand them.

Shredded

Grateful for you and others on my path who may have caused wounds,

And scabs.

And scars.

And joy.

And grateful for my voice and for yours.

This is my heart.

And this is my art.

And we all have stuff with which to make art.

So grateful.

Author: PKW

Writer, Speaker, Facilitator, Trainer, Fundraiser, Strategist, Listener, and Lover of Humans. My love for humans and relationship building are a part of every single thing I do, except for maybe using the bathroom. View all posts by PKW