A dear friend and I took our “inner children” on a date to the dollar store this week. It was awesome. My little one ran all over the store, picking things up and putting them down, and coming home with all kinds of treasures: gold and silver metallic pens, butterfly stickers, a notebook with a cool design, some pretty-patterned shelf liner, glue, poster board… we were planning an art project, see. About rhythm and flow, and patterns, and growth.
I wanted to create something to capture the energy I’ve been living in for the last week or two; something I can look at and connect back into the life and passion I’m feeling right now. And the journey of it – from being so stuck in the ideas of “good” and “bad” – the whole world in black and white, and then beginning to mix the two together; to play with light and dark and find pretty, pretty patterns…to a burst of Technicolor, Wizard of Oz style. Where the colors I nurtured in secret are suddenly reflected everywhere…as within, so without.
And of course, I wanted my little one involved in this project. Because my little one is so creative. Where I would walk through the dollar store focused on mason jars and drinking glasses, she looks at ordinary objects and sees potential in them. She doesn’t see a shelf liner, she sees a pattern and texture she wants to play with. She doesn’t see dinner plates, she sees something that can be broken into beautiful pieces. She has innocence – something I was once afraid I lost forever. Turns out you can’t lose it…it just gets buried sometimes. Continue reading Dollar Store Date!
