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As the week draws to a close, the world goes on. The sun rises, the sun sets, and it feels like the road of life goes ever on in its cycles both small and great. And maybe it does.

I like to think that we continue on. But how do we? I like to think that art has something to do with it. I like to think that perhaps we, ourselves, are art.

I like to think that maybe, we are an expression of something, just like our paintings and writings are expressions of our emotions. Maybe our sadness, joy, and growth is not only ours, but an outlet for… something greater.

Building on concepts of inter-being, I like to think that if I, with my little cup of tea and smile, can soothe my pain, I will be helping to soothe the pain of the world, or even of something beyond that is much, much greater.

I like to think of things like wounds. Perhaps if we can help, in some small way, to clean out the root of the splinter and disinfect it, then even though we may be small we may be the start of a healing process.

So, I sit here with my tea and I smile. I savor it, and I heal the pain I feel. There is a solid difference between sweeping pain away with a smile and taking the time to sit with it, let it share itself with you, and then watching it fade away. It is my hope that this sort of thing will help heal us all, and beyond.

In parting, I invite you to just take a moment to be with yourself, your racing thoughts, your disquiet – and to listen to yourself. It is a small step, but like paying attention to a wound, it may bring wisdom on how to heal, or even be the healing itself.

Take care ❤