Circle the Wagons
Art returned to my life when I was in a moment of crisis. My 20-year marriage came to an end, to say I was devastated would have been a huge understatement. For me, divorce happened to the other 50%.
I was held by a group of women who listened into the early morning hours and repeatedly asked what could they do, how could they circle the wagons?
With all the swirling thoughts and concerns, I had no clue what needed to be done. I was moving out of the family home and facing an uncertain future. As my kids gathered school supplies unknowingly during our biggest transition, I stood in the kitchen isle of that big box store mentally paralyzed, shaking, and frozen: why were there so many spatulas?
Walking away empty handed, I shared the stress of picking a spatula with one of the women who was consistently feeding me my diet of bananas (this was bananas and my digestion could only tolerate that monkey associated food) she instantly replied, “that’s it, that is how we will circle the wagons”.
20 women from my small town of Lyons, Colorado worked together to assemble supplies for my kitchen. I asked that the supplies come from their kitchen cabinets as much as possible so I could remember their support each time I used them.
The day before I moved into the new to me space, the women filled the cabinets with all the essentials: plates, cups, silverware, pots/pans and yes a very special spatula.
They held an open house for all the women to bring laughter and tears into the space understanding we know how to pick up the pieces by being held in a beautiful circle.
Nearly 4 years later, all of the supplies remain at use in my kitchen. This print honors the women who supported me. Most importantly, I hope this image reminds you how we support each other in the sacred walk of life.
Circle the Wagons around those you love.