A Girl and Her Magic Paintbrush

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Picture it… A typical weekday morning at a typical childcare center. From baby coos, to the pitter patter of running feet, to sweet kiddie giggles, a plethora of sounds rang from every direction. 

In one of the preschool classes, there was a little girl with a head full of gloriously-juicy, black-brown curls and delightfully pinch-able cheeks. Her little spirit, quirky and creative, beamed with a curiosity that could not be easily matched. 

While the other children in the room chose to explore learning centers meant for small groups, this little girl, Mecca, was standing alone in front of an easel, smocked in an old, paint-stained shirt to prevent the day’s outfit from becoming an accidental casualty of what was sure to be artistic genius. 

The yellow-stemmed brushes sitting in paint cups were each given generous opportunity to become acquainted with her canvas. Originally a stark white, the paper came alive with a rainbow of thought-full brush strokes. 

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Mecca paused, head tilted, examining the burgeoning masterpiece, clearly trying to decide how to proceed. And then, with a creative precision uniquely her own, young Mecca earnestly began to use the brushes to paint her little palms and fingers. She rubbed the colors around her hands as though rubbing a glob of lotion into ashy skin. 

She stopped again, looking at her hands, then to the paper and again back to her hands before swiftly raising them into the air (as though she were conducting a pivotal moment of a symphonic performance) and mashing them joyfully onto the unassuming paper. 

Continuing to use her hands, she massaged the colors around until they started to become one, leaving only slight glimmers of color pops throughout. 

Again Mecca stopped and tilted her head, gazing at the paper. She put down her paint brush and smiled as though she heard a little voice whispering in her ear, “Now THAT is a beautiful work of art.” 

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What would happen if we all decided to experience life in the way Mecca experienced painting? 

What if we all chose to experience each moment of our lives with a youth-filled spirit, basking in the curiosity and playfulness found in a blank canvas and a few fabulous paints, so focused on bringing our vision to life that we are unaffected by the goings in the room around us? 

I know what you might be thinking… “That is unrealistic. We cannot live our lives as children live theirs. There’s too much to do, too much responsibility.”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

Yes. I get it. Bills must be paid, food purchased and families maintained. Responsibility often increases with age and those measures of curiosity and joy so easily found in our youth seem to dwindle a little more with each passing year. 

No. We are not all painters in the expected sense of the word, but we all have a masterpiece within us. When we take a moment to pause, take a step back and look at the big picture more fully, we are able to see the beauty in what, to some, may seem like a mess. And it is in those moments when we are able to hear our Inner Voice say, “Now THAT is a beautiful work of art!”

As you begin to think about what kind of masterpiece(s) you could create if you picked up your paint brush(es) every day, consider the following:


Do you know your core values? When we understand our “core values” and set the intention to make decisions aligned with those values, we are better able to live a life that feels purposeful and fulfilling. 


Do you have a good sense of what you are passionate about? Passion fuels focus and, when we allow it, can be a guiding light for our path. 

  • How can I approach my daily activities with a sense of joy and curiosity? Even when we feel like parts of our lives are steeped in the mundane, choosing to approach things with both curiosity and joy creates great shifts. 

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