In the endless battle to control paper in my home office, I came across this incredibly raw and honest “piece” (scrap) that fits right in with the spiritual path I am on at different times in my life.
The bigger circle was fighting me. I gave in and pushed at the edges realizing this is what I do to get God to see my way.
I was working on a clay project from retreat last Fall. It was a beginners class, the clay dried my skin out which in turn, took an act of congress to make me forget so I could forge ahead with what the clay might reveal to me. Reveal it did. Wow.
I still would rather do just about anything than work with clay (!!!) but it taught me about substance, what I want to learn on this journey called life.
THE PIECES 