my three clay pots are never empty. one holds the heart, one the soul and the other creativity.

my three clay pots are never empty. one holds the heart, one the soul and the other creativity.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

the beginning

my three clay pots are never empty. one holds the heart, one the soul and the other creativity. together they combine into the sacred ordinary. i have returned time and again to replenish myself. i am eternally grateful.

2 comments:

grace Forrest~Maestas said...

yes! to replenish !
The Beginning.....what happiness for me ~ !

Griselda said...

I almost can see the shape of your three pots, mine happen to be a basket of creativity, always full, it is like those Indian baskets, weaved so tight, it can hold water too :)
Thanks for the reminder.
Griselda