Sometimes life has end of February vibes.

Not that it is cold and empty.

But that there is a ripening that is invisible.

That the energy of what is to come is palpable.

Sometimes anticipating what is next also feels like anxiety.

This painting cures anxiety.

Well creating it eased my own anxious spirit.

Sometimes I wake up anxious. 

Sometimes it sneaks up on me.

The past week I was under the weather, not painting or exercising and found the familiar discomfort of nervous energy stirring.

Getting into the studio and returning to these blossoms eased something within me.

Though it is hard to get my tense shoulders to relax,

these gentle blossoms coaxed them down.

Meditating on the beauty of a spring blossom,

I couldn't help but realize that these sweet trees weren't anxious.

There is a steadiness.

A surrender to the rhythm of light and warmth.

When I am immersed in nature and the creative process

Life doesn't feel like anxiety at all.

--It feels like possibility

--It feels like healing

--It feels like awe and wonder.

--It feels beyond my control (in the best of ways).

--It feels like beauty.

30" x 30"

(c) Bronwen Mayer Henry

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