Tag: transformation

What I Leave Behind

Norma walks forward on a white path into a black unknown, leaving behind burdens labeled old stories, what if, not enough, still trying, and others’ expectations.

NewGrowth

Norma lies on her stomach in a white space, wearing a red top and resting her chin in her hands as she gazes at a small sprout. A black area remains behind her, marking the darkness she has left.

Finding a Way Through

Norma crawls on her hands and knees through a small arched opening, leaving a dark space behind her. Wearing a red top and black pants, she moves toward the white space beyond the doorway.

Glimpsing Possibility

Norma lies on her stomach in a dark space, resting her chin in her hands as she gazes toward a small white arched opening. A path of light stretches toward her, suggesting possibility beyond the darkness.

The Possibilityof Somewhere

Norma stands in white space wearing a red shirt, looking toward a winding white path that leads into a black landscape and distant horizon. The image reads “The Possibility of Somewhere” and “I can see a direction without needing to know where it leads

Beyond What I Know

Norma stands in a black space wearing a red shirt, looking toward an expansive white area. The words “Beyond What I Know” and “I don't have to move to know there is more” express the recognition of possibility without the need for immediate action.

The Line I Drew

Norma stands inside a white circle against a black background, with one foot stepping into the white space beyond it. Wearing a red shirt and black pants, she looks down thoughtfully at the boundary she is crossing.

The Chain I Hold

Norma looks down thoughtfully at a loose chain she holds in one hand, while the other end circles her wrist. Against a black background, her red shirt and white hands emphasize the moment she recognizes her own participation in holding on.

What Is Here

Norma looks thoughtfully at a stack of books labeled ideas, experience, curiosity, perspective, skills, patience, and still here.

Showing Up

Norma writes in a notebook beside books labeled Practice, Progress, and Me, illustrating how repetition shapes who she becomes.

Before I Know

Norma walks along a winding white path into an unknown black landscape toward the horizon.

The Crack

Norma holds a cracked white bowl and looks at it quietly. Text reads, “The Crack. I can see it without having to fix it.

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