In her long and well-lived life, American artist Tasha Tudor saw many defining moments in history, even from the confines of her remote New England home. She was a toddler during WWI, a young wife and mother during WWII, she saw a man walk on the moon (well, maybe just read about it, she probably didn’t have a tv!) and many other huge events in her 90 plus years.
As today marks the 11th anniversary of one of the defining moments of my generation’s history, I thought it was best to give my remembrance in a quiet and hopeful way. The world can be an overwhelming place and sometimes it feels like things will never be sorted out.
In those times that challenge us or make us despair, there is a lovely poem that was one of Tasha’s favorites that she often quoted, that gives a simple hope. I would like to leave a part of it here with you here today. Here is an excerpt, and I hope you take it to heart, I know I will try to as well: