This piece did not turn out at all like I expected…but after sitting with it, I like it. Of course there is a story…😊
After about 5 or 6 weeks of not being employed; following my resignation from my job, I began to struggle with “usefulness”, “purpose”, & “value”.
Who was I if I didn’t bring in a paycheck? Who was I if I wasn’t having babies and raising children (in my mind, completely legitimate reasons for not working outside the home) Me, I am nearing 54 and I just wasn’t coping with not having a job.
As I sat with Jesus about it…asking Him about my value in this new place, He spoke gently to my heart and spirit. He said “You are my sunshine”.
That’s it. My assignment was to just allow myself to BE that. His sunshine. At the time this felt so delicate and so private and exposing that I didn’t know what to do with it. A lot of tears. A lot of processing. I did an art journal page allowing all those small places inside paint to paper to reflect that message. It was rough and not my ‘pretty’ art but in my mind it is worth a million bucks.
When I sat tonight to do a project I knew that the bicycle rice paper was the one but that’s all I had in my head.
Typical with any project piece I began the scavenger hunt through my craft stash and I just let the stuff talk to me. I always know when I have the pieces that are supposed to fit it…this piece was no different.
“Hello Sunshine”
Who doesn’t want to be someone’s sunshine? I hadn’t connected with how deeply meaningful that was to me and how little I believed it 💛 but …creating dislodges feelings and truths that are deeply imbedded in us. Then we can hold it and grapple with it until we can take possession of it again.
I am His Sunshine. You are His sunshine.
I am imperfect sunshine, yes. We all are. In all our humanity, our Papa God gleams, glows, smiles and dances over us. The Papa who we need and needed.
So, this piece is a marker on the road, that corner He helped me turn- to recognize and accept His joy- exuberance & deep satisfaction with His creation.
I hope that this encourages you. I struggled to share the story but story is what heals us all.
Blessings- Beloved-Reborn
P.S. I will be hanging this one in my studio (if I can find some wall space) 😊
