Walking by the river, last winds of autumn, these words came to me; "we do the dance. you bring the rain." Creating the image was an extension of the gift of this insight. An entire life lived trying to bring the magic of healing to the wounded world, the family, those I am closest to. Broken open by the sudden knowledge that it was always out of my hands. I cannot bring the healing, I can only do my dance, my art, walk the sacred path. I can surrender, lay down this futility. It is only in partnership with others and with the life giving force of the Hidden that anything manifests in this world. The rhythm of my heartbeat, the fall of a star, the turn of a leaf all governed beyond my will. I do the dance, with all my love and strength. The rest is in the realm of the mystery.

Paper Sculpture in a wooden box: 20" x 20" x 1.5 "