Seasons of Life, acrylics…
This painting is actually in the shape of a circle, a mandala, a symbol of wholeness. I just couldn’t figure out how to take a round picture. When I look at it, I feel it comfort and reassure me that life goes on, through all the seasons and begins again, on and on, time after time. The sun is the source of power and energy that makes the seedling sprout, become a sapling, bloom for spring, don full foliage for summer, then change its colors, drop its leaves, and fall into its deep winter sleep. The water is the necessary element that quenches the tree’s thirst and helps it grow stronger. Symbolically, we are the seedling that sprouts and eventually grows to full adulthood, going through all the seasons we must as we age and one day fall back to the earth, the Source, from which we came. For this I am thankful: that all things have their time and season to flourish, both joys and sorrows, until their time has passed and then we must eventually let them go. A multitude of sins and hurts are nourished by the Eternal Light, cleansed and healed by the Spirit of God quenching the parched soul’s thirst. Is there not beauty and mystery in this sacred process called Life?
“Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything that is beautiful; for beauty is God’s handwriting – a wayside sacrament. Welcome it in every fair face, in every fair sky, in every fair flower, and thank God for it as a cup of blessing.” Ralph Waldo Emerson
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