27 January 2018
When I was a child, my parents, who very much lived lives of service, took us little kids with them when they volunteered, at migrant farm camps, at the soup kitchen, while working with refugee families or others, wherever their volunteerism took them. Today, I was blessed to work with amazing parents who are teaching their children by setting the same examples, modeling for them lives of service. The children worked with us, learning what I learned as a kid—that we are, in fact, our brothers’ keepers, and that, yes, a single act of kindness, of service, can make the world a better place.
Make art about what we teach children by our actions.
28 January 2018
Make art about feeling unsafe, about steps you take to make yourself feel safe again, about taking down your own dragons.
23 December 2017
Make art about the joy of giving.
24 December 2017
Make art about watching a child grow, the day to day changes.
25 December 2017
Make art about interfaith conversation, about building interfaith peace.
26 December 2017
Make art about shady sales practices.
27 December 2017
Make art about something you consider sacred.
13 October 2017
Make art about superstition.
14 October 2017
My youngest turns twenty-three today. Happy Birthday, Dean!
Make art about youngest children.
1 May 2017
Read a story this morning about lunchrooms shaming poor children.
I cried for an hour. The scars of shame run so deep, follow us into adulthood, undermine the beauty and power of who we are at every turn, if it’s not healed.
“I look in the mirror through the eyes of the child that was me.”― Judy Collins
Make art about childhood shame, about seeing that hurt child in your adult eyes, about healing shame.
Made my son birthday breakfast 🙂 He turned 27 today, and is both one of my greatest teachers, and my dearest friend. Breakfast involved gravy 🙂 Of course, it did 🙂 We’re Southern ❤
The rest is gravy.Gravy train. Good gravy!
Make art about gravy. Yep. Gravy. 🙂
“Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.”~Kahlil Gibran
Make art about releasing control.