let it be

It all started with a falling out. Words were said, anger burned, then stilled to glacial silence.

And it was all too painful to write about, so I got out my colored pencils and drew. And drew some more.

Colored pencils were not enough so I bought some watercolor pencils and brushes and sturdy watercolor paper and drew some more and added paint. The sweep of brush across paper and the cutting and gluing and writing exposed what narrative could not easily express.

There was time away at the cabin without Internet. Time to go deeper and slow down enough to ink the treasured words from soul to the watercolored page, letter by letter.

I have everything I need. He restores my soul. I fear no evil. You comfort.

From our shopping excursion to Nifty Things came the inspiration from the Beatles, Let it Be.

It became a play on words.

Let it be. (Leave it alone.)

Let it be. (My hope and prayer... Oh God, restore.)

There will be an answer.

Let it be.