Mystic Roses

Thanks for stopping by.  This pastel painting called, Mystic Roses, was inspired by a friend's arrangement of "wild roses" from her yard.  I took a picture of the table where we were sitting and enjoying iced tea and good conversation.  I think that sometimes when we share our innermost thoughts, concerns, fears, joys, etc. with a good friend, a mystical and magical thing happens:  Everything seems ok.  Everything feels like it will work out, get resolved or maybe even improve.  Through this process, we hear ourselves speak of things, and in the speaking, it seems a part of us is affirming our ability to solve problems, achieve success or, just survive; and the friend, listening and speaking, is doing the same.  I wrote a poem called, "Lofty Companion."  It talks about that higher part of ourselves that guides us on our journey, and can look across time, and see things "from on high."  I think, when I sat across from my friend, with her wild roses beside us, our "lofty companions" exchanged greetings and it was mystical.