I love the water. It refreshes me. It heals and comforts me. It carries me and holds me up. My life flows like a gentle river, steady, swift and sure. As I immerse myself in the process of painting, I renew my commitment to live with intention. I contemplate ~ the river doesn’t stop flowing to ask which direction to go, nor does it pause to decide if it should crash against the rocks or simply drift around. And I remember, so it is with me.