Faint glory on the horizon, the strokes of brightness line the sky amidst streaks of gray. Above, the sculpted canopy, with a rustic look, is a covering of complex contour; evidence of the artists hand fixed on detail.  Without warning, the sharp etchings throughout the expanse dissolve at once in to an undefined blur of smoky white, and the work is gone.
We can pour our hearts and minds into meaningful work, and in a moment it disappears, and we are left wondering what to do. A new perspective is to see this blur as an untouched canvas now awaiting the artists hand.

What new opportunity does a recent loss in your life represent?