What does that mean?
When I draw or paint it is expression.
I pick up a charcoal pencil and wonder.
There is wonder.
What do I want to express?
The days I do not find a means of expression, are part of me, as well.
We all have days that feel like we authentically participated, that feel like we have brought into the world a better way of looking, thinking.
The days that this doesn't happen, though, can accumulate.
What does that mean?
That is entirely up to me.
Because I teach and because I am a mother of four, as well as, being an artist, I can feel tapped out of energy to express myself.
I sometimes have to remind myself in the depths of exhaustion to be articulate. Yes, it can get that bad.
I can go a week without knowing what to say. I can be so tired I worry I won't ever want to write or create or just be around other humans!
What I have to remember is that is ok.
I do not need to stress that I can't express myself, that I won't be heard.
Maybe sometimes it is exactly what I need.
It is just that, a quiet stretch. It is time to wonder.
It is time to rest and form ideas and see joys.
We can manifest what things mean to us.
When we remember that we are strongest.
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