There’s something magical about daily doodles. They’re not about creating a masterpiece, but about showing up, being present, and letting creativity flow without judgment.
These aren’t just sketches. They’re snapshots of moments, prayers without words, reflections of inner landscapes that can’t always be explained but can be drawn.
Tune My Heart to Sing Thy Grace
The first piece feels like a visual prayer. Each intricate pattern – the swirling lines, the geometric shapes, the carefully placed words – speaks to the complexity of faith. “Tune my heart to sing thy grace” isn’t just a phrase, it’s an invitation. An acknowledgment that sometimes our hearts need retuning, need to be reminded to see beauty, to find grace in the midst of complexity.
The black and white zentangle style mirrors spiritual life so perfectly. Not always clear-cut, not always straightforward, but rich with texture and depth.
Landscape of the Soul
The mountain landscape feels like an inner terrain. Those swirling skies remind me of emotional landscapes – sometimes turbulent, sometimes peaceful. The different textures of each mountain – dotted, lined, wave-like – suggest the varied terrains of our inner worlds.
It’s fascinating how a simple black and white drawing can communicate so much movement, so much feeling. The waves in the sky, the different patterns of each mountain peak – it’s like a topographical map of emotional experience.
Give Me All the Books
And then there’s the bookshelf. Oh, the bookshelf! As someone who loves words, who sees books as portals to other worlds, this doodle speaks my language. Each book is unique – different patterns, different textures. Just like people, just like experiences.
The little heart, the playful “Give me all the books…” – it’s a declaration of love. Not just for books, but for stories, for learning, for the endless possibilities contained in pages.
The Practice of Showing Up
What I love most about these daily doodles is the practice itself. It’s not about creating something perfect. It’s about showing up. About putting pen to paper. About allowing creativity to flow, whether it results in something “frame-worthy” or not.
In a world that often demands perfection, daily doodles are an act of rebellion. They say: I am here. I am creating. I am processing. I am alive.
Spiritual Practice in Black and White
For me, these aren’t just drawings. They’re a form of prayer. A form of meditation. A way of processing the world, of paying attention, of being present.
Each line, each pattern is a moment of mindfulness. A breath. A prayer. A reflection.
What does your daily creative practice look like? How do you show up for yourself, even when (especially when) the world feels chaotic?
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