Patron Saint of small sorrows.
A dead bee on a sidewalk, a dead plant, accidental break of a favorite cup. Small sorrows are many and everywhere.
What is a patron saint you want to see?
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To draw is to notice.
To notice is to pause.
And sometimes, all it takes is a barefoot boy in a camping chair, chasing the drips of a popsicle, to remind us what it means to be here.
This is Popsiclence—a sacred kind of focus.
It’s where observational drawing leads us: out of the swirl, into the now.
And in that now, we heal.
