All streams flow into the sea,
yet the sea is never full.
To the place the streams come from,
there they return again.
Ecclesiastes 1:7
During my third season of painting at my Coeur de Rose studio in Watson, Minnesota, the huge skies were indistinguishable from any earthly details.
I relished every hour of sunlight on the edge of the cornfield, sensing I had taken the road of solitude on the Western Minnesota prairie as far as it could take me.
During this time I felt I was being poured out onto the canvas.
The fluidity of my being was translated in this collection I called “Grace Like Water.”
The accompanying meditation cards are featured below.


