writing and painting from 6/2021 journal entry
Dead things fill my sight, heart numb and blurry, reframe with larger lenses, more definition coming into view, Now discerning shape and color. Reframe yet again and glimmers of hope begin to shine. Reframing, encompassing the bigger picture life more evident. Reframing our hearts... how often do we look from the lenses of death and bitterness, allowing emotions to make friend into foe, daily life into drudgery and worries into catastrophe. What if we were to step back from our narrow focus on what is dead and began to reframe it looking for the life and hope in the situation.
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