The Color That Draws Me In

Out in the yard, or maybe on a trail or hillside,
I find myself walking toward a tree or plant that catches my eye.
I pause in front of it, taking in its color, shape, and movement.
As sunlight pours over it, the color deepens—
and I savor that moment.
I pick up a pastel or watercolor pencil in the shade that speaks to me.
Letting my hand move freely, I sketch.
Then I simply look at the color I’ve chosen.
I stay with the feeling it brings.
Just looking at a color can be a kind of meditation.
It calms the mind, brings healing, and even sparks stories.
Sometimes, our lives speak through color—
black, dim, radiant, bold…
Each color that draws me in holds a piece of my life.

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