Original, Acrylic on Canvas, Framed, White/Dark Interior Floater Frame
I was never meant to fit inside every box someone else built for me.
I can honor life’s lessons without being confined by them, I can listen without losing my voice. I can grow beyond boundaries of what I once believed possible. And when something unexpected begins to emerge I don’t have to silence it because it wasn’t part of my original plan. I just have to remain willing; to ask questions, yet listen. To grow and be who I was created to be.
Part of the ongoing “The Becoming Garden Series” ~ a collection exploring growth through every season; the moody, the brave and the unexpected. These are declarations, rising from tension and texture, carrying both soil and sky. Evidence that becoming is rarely neat, transformation is messy and there’s beauty in the waiting. And we find little moments of joy along the way.
Original, Acrylic on Canvas, Framed, White/Dark Interior Floater Frame
I was never meant to fit inside every box someone else built for me.
I can honor life’s lessons without being confined by them, I can listen without losing my voice. I can grow beyond boundaries of what I once believed possible. And when something unexpected begins to emerge I don’t have to silence it because it wasn’t part of my original plan. I just have to remain willing; to ask questions, yet listen. To grow and be who I was created to be.
Part of the ongoing “The Becoming Garden Series” ~ a collection exploring growth through every season; the moody, the brave and the unexpected. These are declarations, rising from tension and texture, carrying both soil and sky. Evidence that becoming is rarely neat, transformation is messy and there’s beauty in the waiting. And we find little moments of joy along the way.
