A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

Ok, so it’s not Brooklyn. But it’s symbolic. Thriving, in the midst of hardship, there it is.

New Life.

I wanted to do something to express my feelings tonight, and I do believe I’ve captured it. At the risk of sounding repetitive, my posts lately are echoes of what goes on in my mind, and I’ve been learning lately that sometimes “my mind” is not a good place to dwell. I’ve always loved my inner life, but it’s been chaotic and depressing in there, so I decided it was time to get out. For now.

I had to remind myself that my story is about recovery and growth. Yes, lately the world is on edge, and some crazy and often scary things are going on, but, as Gloria Gaynor so eloquently sang… “I will survive.” We will survive.

So, tonight I put on my happy music and thought about what this new chapter in my life was going to be about, and I decided it was “new life.” A time to recover from the darker (and sometimes boring) times, a time to grow some new wings and reach out into new territory… and a time to dance and celebrate.

Life is precious. Each morning a bright new day arrives, and – if you pay attention – you see life sprouting up in the most unusual places… like a tree in Brooklyn.


That’s about all for tonight. Thank you for reading… and I hope you enjoyed my art!

Until next time,
Peace & Love-


“There will come a time when you believe everything is finished; that will be the beginning.”

Louis L’Amour

9 Comments

  1. Oh my, what a post! My mind is not currently a good place to dwell, but I agree that if we open our eyes and heart we’ll see the goodness, the miraculous signs of a loving Father God. Thank you for the marvelous quote by Louis L’Amour!! I think I may share it at my place too 🙂

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