The
blank canvas invites us to slowly slip into dreamtime. We stand before emptiness and wait for our dance with the voice of guidance to begin.
Limitations fall away as we give ourselves full permission to dive deep
into the dance with color, intuition, imagination, play, courage,
laughter, tears and Spirit. What are we left with? Colorful evidence of
miracles that connect us more deeply to Spirit and self.
Beverly Keaton Smith
June 1, 2012
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