Catching/Falling, oil on canvas 20x24 Have you ever fallen or fallen behind? Have you ever failed to thrive? Has anyone caught you or held you up? A few years ago, a tall evergreen fell in the forest behind our home. But as it fell, a cluster of small maple trees caught it and kept it from reaching the forest floor. Branches broke, but the maples survived. The evergreen lived the remainder of its life on an angle. It wasn’t easy for the maple trees, but they managed. My high

Sunrise on Mt Siani, oil on canvas, 20x24 The climb started in the middle of the night, intending to get to the top to watch the sunrise....

Holding Time Still Time stops for no one…so it’s said, But You stop for me, as I bow my head. Each time I ask for you to stay, You pull...

Nature's Lament Oil 12x20 2020 Leigh Fitz When the weather mirrors my sorrow with gentle rain, I’m grateful. It’s as if nature is being...

Being Led to Still Water 9x12 oil 2022 Waiting. It’s not something I like to do. Waiting feels like everything has come to a stop—a...

Planted 11x14 oil 2016 As teachers and students return to their classrooms, I thought this chapter from my book (Art and Soul) might be...

Creating space in a relationship amidst the mundane routines of life isn’t easy to achieve. The very moment I need it, I frankly don’t...

The following is a chapter in my book, Art and Soul Tricks My Dog Taught Me Determined that my puppy, Tucker, would be the best-trained...

Whether in the sorrowful setting of the sun or it's joy-filled rising, there is beauty. Welcome Joy into your day. Set a place at the table of life, so to speak, expecting her arrival. And once she does arrive, converse with her as you sit and eat. Sorrow will undoubtedly show up as well and needs a place of recognition. Neither can be ignored. I’ve noticed as I increase my discussions with Joy I learn about gratefulness. Learning to be grateful eases the ache as I sit with

I’m noticing that if I live only in the shadows of life, I may miss the magnificence of God. “Your unfailing love, oh Lord, is as vast as...

As a child, I loved the game of hide and seek. I would attempt to find the funniest or most bizarre place where I would fold my scrawny, flexible self into the most odd place possible. When I was hiding, I felt safe. As I grew older, I would think of a hiding place in my home, just in case I needed to escape - like if someone broke into my house. I liked knowing where I could hide to feel safe from harm. I still love to play hide and seek with my grandkids, surprising them w

I am constantly re-evaluating my life trying to discover what I want it to look like after the pandemic. Maybe your heart will resonate...