This post resonated with me this week. The chaos that my creative life lives in is overwhelming and yet it is all I have right now so I must make the best of it. If I waited for a quiet autumn day to contemplate my projects while warming my hands on a cup of tea....it would be spring before I even got around to making tea. So there are toys, a rolling baby, Thomas songs and Winnie the Pooh dialogue being recited in the background and tiny snippets of time in which to cut, stitch or embroider.
(photo by Kyan)
I have chosen this path and despite moments of panic and uncertainty (usually at 2 in the morning) I wouldn't change a thing. While watching the creative journey of others I am inspired to enter that space; the solitary, internal workings of the mind and soul as they collaborate to make and do. But even as a part of me longs for that the strongest part of my self says no, without this life, these boys, this level of commitment, you would not be fulfilled. And I know without question that that is my truth. So I do this and try to stand tall in that truth every day.