While cleaning house today, I ran across this faded and yellowed drawing that our then three year-old daughter made for me many decades ago.
I had it scotch-taped to my various office walls for most of my working life, first in the Computer Center at the Stanford Linear Accelerator Center (SLAC) for twenty years, then in Networking on the Stanford campus for another ten years.
I kept this little drawing taped to the wall because it always cheered me up to look at it.
Nothing bad can happen in a world where smiling children walk in the air a few feet above a field of flowers.
It still cheers me up.
Maybe she still subconsciously draws on this image today while using art therapy with her clients?
It could be a touchstone for the healed psyche.