While painting in my art journal this past week I had a tube of paint that got clogged and upon squeezing it exceptionally hard, the dry piece of paint shot out of the end and a whole glob of thick yellow goo landed on my finger.
Not wanting to let it go to waste, I grabbed some scraps of paper and began finger painting. It felt good to smear the mess again and again and again until the yellow was nearly all gone from my finger.
Yellow has been a prevalent theme lately for me. This all started when my friend bought me yellow nail polish to honor the end of the first Into the Dark Night eCourse. (We offer it again this Spring. I'd love to have you!) So when I spilled yellow and started making yellow finger paint art, I had to smile. Of course it would be yellow. Of course.
Then a phrase came to me. *Let there be dark and there was light.
There has been so much allowing, allowing, allowing of the dark places and of the thrashing places. Three + years of allowing, continuing with some of the darkest of dark wild this past October, November and December. But the dark truly has made way for the light. They are sisters now. Equals. Alchemically, spiritually, magically, madly, paradoxically, poetically - these things are possible.
I think these little love notes shall be my Valentines to send to those who know.