I create art with my words. It’s what I enjoy doing. And while I love the process of creating and writing, I find myself at the corner of there’s-so-much-more-I-could-do and solitude’s whispers.
There is a call for solace and stepping back. Maybe you’ve been hearing it too.
I think good art often requires a break – space to inhale deep and exhale slow. We were not made for constant go-go-go. We were made for rest too. The artist’s hands may repose, but that doesn’t mean the creating is over. It is simply the acknowledgement that more will come if I choose to press in to the soul’s desire for respite. I like that kind of journey.
Life can be full of surprises in the everyday ordinary mundane. You go about your business running errands, driving around, stop and go, and hardly a moment to relax. Weekends can sometimes be that way. But sometimes the vibrant life of living things interjects.
Surprises present themselves when you stop and smell the roses.