December 11







2018 – This is what I wrote back in 2018 with the following two images:

“When I die, I want to remember the pulse of life. … I want to be well practiced in letting go over the edge of the known, holding onto that golden Wonder Woman rope woven of threads of love and feel it untwining into a thousand directions.” —Dawna Markova

A dear friend recently described death as being pulled back into the very heart of God. Her hand gestures while she was talking reminded me of her weaving practice, something she has likely done ten thousand times.

I trust that if the rope we’re holding untwines into a thousand different directions that somehow it will again be entwined ten thousand times into One.


“The Spirit whispers,
the ancestors agree.
You are star born
and God loved;
The universe awaits
your gifts.”
—Barbara A. Holmes, Race and the Cosmos, Dedication

“Seven Years of Wonder” is a daily look back at my creative journaling posts since 2014. I began this journey on Feb. 11, 2021, and hope to continue through Feb. 10, 2022. What am I learning about my art and faith journey thus far? What has remained constant? Where have I been changed? How is this impacting present and future art-making?

A deep bow of gratitude to you for keeping me company on this journey.

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