The blank canvas waits.
I contemplate. Ask a few questions. Make a little study. Mix an initial palette. Grab a brush. Dab it with color —
And then —
I begin with one stroke.
And that one stroke — whether creeky or elegant —
Changes the entire picture.
Informs the next stroke. Invites the second color. And before I know it —
Surprises me with a view of the world that did not exist until this very moment.
Whether I am delighted or disappointed, it matters not.
I didn’t just dream it —
I did it.
And I can do it again. Another day. Another way.
With one stroke, I can always say —
It’s challenging to see the “blank canvases” in full lives and established relationships, but they are always present. How could a bold stroke in earnest transform your world today? Will you begin it now?
ORIGINALLY POSTED MAY 30, 2011 on everydayahas.com