Angels Among Us

On my walk today, I forced myself to be present with my surroundings and to look for whispers from the Universe to guide some decisions about some worries I can’t seem to shake lately.
I glanced into the sky and did a double take as my eyes were drawn to an angel. I clicked a photo with my iphone praying she would appear clearly.
I am in awe of how God works. If we just put out there our fears, worries, and wonders and can be present enough and somehow clear away all that monkey brain stuff, the answers are always there. But, we have to see.
I think I’ll try to quit obsessing about this current worry. Apparently, God has already taken care of it.
Angels are out there. And, if I can have faith in them, I can be at peace.

Paint Your Story


I vowed to be more creative this summer and set free my dorment inner child.  So, I signed up for Mindy Lacefield’s “Paint Your Story” class.  I’ve been working on faces and head shapes from a childlike perspective.  I must say, I’m loving every minute of these “assignments”.

Each night, I trek up to my studio (this is a room above our garage that used to be called my sewing room, but now I write, paint and art journal up there, so “studio” is the best new name, I think. . .  till something better comes up), and I read the assignment, watch a video that Mindy has given me access to and I have a go.

The hardest part is getting rid of my inner critic voice. I need to give her a name but I have not figured out what it is yet.  Any ideas?  What do you call your inner critic?

Shari Lynn :-))