It began while I was painting a polar bear, in late September.
Filled with inspiration to paint the soulful eyes, and gaze of a beautiful polar bear, I set to it. I worked, and worked, happily creating every hair, and every detail with so much love. After many, many hours, I had almost completed the face, and I began to imagine the next steps, and the story that the image of the bear would tell when it was finished. At last it was time. “So!” I asked the bear, because yes, I do talk to each painting, and the painting tells me what is next, “…what’s next, a baby bear, two baby bears…a day in the snow, the love of a parent?”
The bear just stared at me. I stared at the bear. I had created plans, and conditions, this was going to be a really lovely piece…..right?
As so often in my life, I then willfully forged ahead, and I painted two adorable baby bears. It didn’t work, didn’t fit, it wasn’t the story and it didn’t have any magic. Well, I thought to myself, I will just put this away for now, not a loss, just……a mystery. It is what it is, I will wait, I will check back later.
One month, and a few other paintings later, I rediscovered a technique I had used with acrylics, and I created a background of an abstract aurora borealis. This was just what the polar bear painting needed, I thought. Yes! And there was the bear, resplendent with the new background, looking good!
And then……there was nothing more.
I began to doubt, and then I wanted to stamp my foot, …..and after quite some time, I humbly understood this was about grace. Life is about timing, respect, and a compassionate acceptance of all things we may not understand immediately. Pushing an issue, a person, or a situation to be different, or fit my plans, is not something I would do, then why would I push or make demands of myself, or this painting? I stared at the bear, and bear stared back at me, and I apologized for this offensive behavior. “Let me know when you are ready,” I said to the bear, “I’ll be listening.”
December began, and I was thinking of presents to buy. The polar bear painting came into my mind. I went to the painting and I looked at the bear, and the bear was looking at me. Respectfully, I patiently waited, and then I began to see an image just starting to appear, and then becoming a little clearer………and there it was, an angelic face.
Plans for the day were set aside, and I painted, and this sweet face became a young girl. And the young girl fit perfectly with the Polar Bear.
This was peace, and I felt peaceful while humbly listening to what the painting wanted. I had just been taught a great lesson, and I am thankful. Peace on earth begins with peace within, and from within, it will naturally pour out and into the world.
This painting is titled “Peace on Earth”, and it is my Christmas card for this year, as well. This is my Christmas lesson and gift, and now my Christmas story to share. Merry Christmas to all, and may peace be within you.