Hello friends, we have made it to the end of another calendar year! Despite the frenetic pace that December tends to bring, I find that it also invites us to reflect on the past year. We look back and see all the good that has happened, as well as the difficult or stressful.
To close off this year of stories about my life through art, I wanted to share with you a piece I drew in 2018. There are actually in existence two of the same drawings. The first was a gift for my spiritual director. (If you’re unfamiliar with spiritual direction, it’s a Christian practice of companionship where one person “directs” the other’s attention to where the divine might be at work in their lives. Similar to counselling but with an emphasis on journeying together rather than trying to address any issues.) My spiritual director has accompanied me through adjusting to life in BC, new marriage, burnout, depression, the births of both of my children, and the start of all our businesses. I originally created this drawing for her birthday as a visual expression of how I experience her prayers for me. She is one of the key people who have held me when I was struggling the most.
The second drawing currently hangs in the foyer at our church, the Tapestry Mundy Park. Our pastor loved my first drawing when I showed it to him and asked me if I could create another one for our church. I appreciate that our faith community celebrates the arts and I was honoured to hang this one up for anyone passing by to reflect on.
To create this piece, I used pencil crayon on black paper. I looked up a couple reference images online to make sure I got the hands and bird correct. Hands are notoriously difficult to draw and I was quite pleased with how these turned out.
The drawing is inspired by a poem I read:
“She prayed as she breathed,
forming no words and making no specific requests,
only holding in her heart like broken birds in cupped hands,
all those people who were in stress or grief.”
– Ellis Peters, adapted
For me personally, this image grounds and calms me and brings me comfort. If I imagine myself as the bird, I feel safe and secure. And when I think of holding all the heartache that swirls within me like that broken bird, I feel compassion and relief that I don’t have to articulate it all into words in order to pray.
As we end off the year, I wanted to bless you with this image. Whatever you have experienced this year, however your heart is, may you know that you are held, like a little bird gently cupped in loving hands – by Divine Love and in my heart.
Thanks for journeying with me this year. See you in the new year, friends!
Questions for reflection, if you want to go deeper: What in your life does the bird represent? What or who do the hands represent? How can you hold this past year gently like these hands hold the bird?
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