Nanci Stoeffler {Expressionistic Artist}

I came across this journal entry which I wrote in February of 2013. I am in awe of how my life has radically changed since this this time and I am now living this kind of lifestyle that I was pondering in my journal. I also know that it's part of my life's calling to express to the world (or anyone who cares to listen to me) the needed life balance between being and doing. Because the deep yet overlooked truth is that busyness does not always lead to frutifulness. February

I wanted to share a poem and some thoughts based on one of my paintings of the same name. Restless fire Filled with sparks that Dance their passionate, momentary existence Upwards against the dark sky. Slowly the magic fades Leaving paper-thin ash To fall wistfully Resting on me Until a night breeze Leads it into disappearance. ____ At times I too feel like a restless fire. I’m also aware that my restless moments on the earth will fade away like a fleeting fire-ember. I find