Through her eyes 

a field of daisies became a floral necklace or headband.

Through her eyes

a pinecone, acorn and milkweed pod transformed into an angel.

Through her eyes

a thistle could be painted into a raccoon.

Through her eyes

the simplest things transformed into a “Hallmark Christmas”

-complete with tree decor and table pieces.

Through her eyes

material and every type of trinket and bead could be sewn into an outfit.

She saw beauty and artwork in everything! 

I remember her encouraging me to see creatively even in the seemingly mundane.

Material, signatures and pictures became a military tribute quilt project (with help from countless others), that raised thousands of dollars across the state and nation to fund care-packages.

A painting, that helped me process life, was eventually sent overseas to encourage others in their life journey.

Personal words, that I never planned on sharing with the world, became lyrics to a music video that I was able to tell her I finished on her deathbed.

After she passed away an encouraging word from her about how I should enter some type of beauty contest turned into me winning first place in an acting/modeling/singing contest for a well known agency (although I passed on the offer it boosted my confidence).

Through her eyes

she not only saw creative potential in a feather but she saw it in the lives of those around her. 

This week I’m remembering my

Grandmother Scott

February 12, 1936 – March 16, 2020

I am encouraged to see things through her eyes (myself included), and to see more in the simple things around me.

For example, recently while I was in the mountains, I used Flowers by Jeanie to create a flower piece for the shoulder of my outfit for pictures. I took these pictures to honor her memory surrounded by rocks that looked similar to where she raised my Mom.

Takeaway

Who has impacted your life, even if they have passed away? What did they teach you? What unique perspective did they give you? What do you see when you look around at the small things in life? What start to a dream can you invision happening in an unlikely place?