Every morning when we open up our office for work, we take a minute to look at this image taped on our wall, of artist Lucio Fontana approaching a blank canvas. We never tire of it.
We think two things: That canvas is the day or a project or a new path, full of possibility AND…
Look at the courage of that man, forthrightly walking up to a blank canvas to make the first mark, that will determine the ones to come.
The image is fuel and reminder, to have courage and START…
Begin anywhere.
We know that once we do, any fear will recede and ideas will come to meet us. Gary Snyder described this very amazing process in “How Poetry Comes to Me“*
It comes blundering over the
Boulders at night, it stays
Frightened outside the
Range of my campfire
I go to meet it at the
Edge of the light”
What is your blank canvas?
My life is my canvas. I start over every day! And now, at 72, I am really starting over. New house, new partner, new life. It feels delicious1
Wow, sounds like you hit some big blessings. All at one fell swoop. That is SO great. And love “MY life is a my canvas!”
Feeling stuck in the muck of bad choices and luck, I needed to see this today.
Thanks.