bravery cards
just a quick ode to self-directed kid art that occurs in the privacy of a 5-year-old’s bedroom… the other day, N emerged from her room and proudly announced, “i made bravery cards, mom!”
“ooo, what are bravery cards?” i asked, wanting to be enlightened. apparently N came up with the idea of making little 1-2 inch sketches on “cards” that show “all of the ways i am brave!” these ways include things like…
“i’d go surfing on a tsunami!”
and, “if a yeti was chasing me, i’d stand and face him!”
and “i can stand outside in a terrible storm!”
and “i could ride a wild, bucking horse!”
…among other things that make a momma faint of heart. but gosh, oh so proud of the resourcefulness and confidence displayed by this little being who has been toying with the idea lately of facing/running from her fears. i love how art is such concrete evidence of what is happening internally, though in some (most) cases, it is not nearly this literal, but as the old art therapy adage posed by janie rhyne goes, “form leads to content.” i always trust the image.















