The Offering

The Offering

It presents itself in glory of the moment.

It has no past, no future...

Only sacrifice.

The honor is to be told.

I awoke with visions of a head on a platter.  My dream prompted me to dig out my oil pastels and draw the image of a beheaded St. John the Baptist on the newspaper, next to a rubbing of Mary Magdalene sitting with her healing oils.   

December 2004

Words and images

are my tools

to express

my quest

for

universal

healing.

I need words and images.

But they don't need me.

They can unite

with someone else.

I share words and images

to make connections with the viewer.

But you don't need me either.

You could unite with someone else.

I need you,

for you bear witness.

Together, we mirror our world.