When I need a bit of quiet, contemplative time, I make my way out to my studio space.  I light a candle, say a prayer and my fingers wistfully walk through the pages of my stash.  I pull out papers that speak to me. (Sometimes a paper avalanche chooses the pieces for me.)  I sort and scissor snip to my heart’s content. Once I have a color combination that sings together, I play pray – moving everything around and repositioning the pieces until the pieces tell me they are home.  Once they tell me they are settled, I glue them into place. That might be the “finished” result. But for me, this is another beginning…