Land Between

Thursday, January 15, 2015

Being in the MAKING

it's a given that I will forget. One day very soon I will trip, wander too far, look outside myself too much, and forget that this here, this time spent in the making, this is where I love to be. This morning, I sit with marker and pile of index cards and invite myself to write draw breathe. Yes, breathe with such an ease, grounded where I am, no other place I beLONG to be, right here, for this glorious moment, hour, two, this feels enough. I still don't know what I will be, or how my art will find it's place, create it's place, but for now I remember, be in the making, be in the making, be in the making, and all will flow from here.

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