What if there is that person who comes along and helps you storm the prison gate? (not that you need someone to help, but, man, it helps me). And you find each other serendipitously--but with certainty?
What if you find the saddles for the goldfish and just go? Y NOT??
So I share: Let’s Saddle Up A Couple Of Goldfish And Swim 2 Alaska…and a photo of me.
The selfie? It felt so right today. A chance to share about my journey:
The thing about being an artist is there is often anxiety in creating…and doubt and that nagging need to push boundaries a bit further and all that goes with the pushing. Vulnerability. Authenticity. Because staying in the safe places just doesn’t feel right.
So the courage of being an artist is something I cherish and keeps me up some nights.
And yet art is the most healing thing I do for myself. So I create and I collect art. And today I look around at the art I have collected and created and I feel the joy, the peace and completeness of it all. I feel that exhilaration of being an artist and being in art. It is self-care like no other.
So, here’s to finding your keys to the prison gate….to surrounding yourself with art, creating art, living on the wild side without walls~* Namaste