Look for the Seed

August: On Wonder and AweAugust 4It is a wasteland and the hollow wind and the bones and corpses of what once was chills you to your core. You turn to leave, but before you go, you see something pierce through the seemingly eternal monochrome of these deadlands. A bit of green, blue, yellow, pink, purple—poking through the wasted soil. The rainbow-colored sprout of the seed of an idea, waiting for the light of inspiration and the nourishment of collaboration, ready to blossom into a poem, a song, a story, a painting, a sculpture, or an afternoon of play with one who still carries the fire.It’s never too late to come back from the wastes. You just have to look beyond what’s in front of you, shut out the noise of those who would hold you back . . . and imagine.Reflection title: Look for the SeedCreative inspiration:  Youth Lagoon, "17"Reflection question: When did I last imagine? What will I dream up next?