entropy

i never thought i’d get to a place where i’m scared to slow down. i’ve always preached it from my soap box: slow. think. feel. release. enjoy.

yesterday i finally set up my new art studio: plenty of table space for projects, floor space for building, and a flat wall space for drawing. the walls are plastered with inspiration from people, places, things. i’m hoping it will inspire a new transition from this intersection at which i’ve halted. i’ve found myself too scared to sit and be. too nervous to write or draw. lately, i’m wondering if it’s because i’m scared of what i’ll discover in that place of silence. that place where the momentum drops off and i’m faced with myself and my path in all my human-ness.

don’t misunderstand. i’m not unhappy in the least. in fact, i’m quite joyful. it’s simply that i can sense something there – something beneath it all that i’m leery of digging into.

the season is nearing – i can feel it. be brave, she says. be brave.

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Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
-Kahlil Gibran

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