I usually know where I want to go. I just don't know how to get there. And when I ask for help and I'm shown a path, I tend to think there has to be a better way. Something smoother, something shorter, something less uphill or less downhill. Something with a prettier view. I question if the path will even get me where I want to go. However, all this questioning, considering and discomfort in the unknown never gets me closer to my destination. Maybe my Point (my guide) knows more than me and I can be brave enough to trust Him with this journey.
6 x 12, paper collage and oil on cradled panel. Wired and ready to hang.