“In the rising of the sun and in it’s going down, we remember them…. So long as we live, they too shall live, for they are now a part of us, as we remember them.”
Who are you remembering this Memorial Day?
Forged in the Fire
There is nothing delicate about the process of ironwork—it involves searing heat and bludgeoning pressure. The act of creation isn’t always pretty, even if the results are.
When have you been through the fire to bring something to birth?
Anxiety
“Anxiety is the hand maiden of creativity.” -T.S. Eliot
What endeavors do you worry about?
Laugh Lines
Our history is written in our bodies—scars and wrinkles and missing teeth and all. The beauty industry wants us to cover over or try to undo these “flaws,” but perhaps we could celebrate them instead as a map of how we have survived.
What mark on your body tells a story?
Our Glorious Uniqueness
“While we have the gift of life, it seems to me the only tragedy is to allow part of us to die—whether it is our spirit, our creativity or our glorious uniqueness.”
—Gilda Radner
What glorious uniqueness do you celebrate about yourself?