"WIND is like a Well. Sometimes we come to fill it up….and other times we come to get filled." An-Gel Kenneally

I love the creativeness that flows. How a room full of white paper is transformed.

How each drawing has come from the arms of a woman…her imagination, her dreams, her desires; an expression.

Hands moving…creative space opens, Life stops…the future stretches.

All come and change the shape of today…for a brief moment the outside world disappears and then appears in art.
I come away knowing WIND works.

Art works. Life has darkness to build us into strong empowered self loving souls.
My heart.
My Soul.
My intention is for no woman to walk alone.
For there to be a lighted path, a strong advocate, a compassionate law person, a mentor, a friend, a community that supports the courageous who aspire to change direction in their lives.
For there to be a recess place, a playground opportunity to ignite the soul, to tickle the spirit.
A meeting place to refuel, connect, inspire, imagine….a new direction.
Women In New Directions…is born.
Thanks to each who came and filled the well….and for those who came and drank!
An artisian well of women's strength!

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