Beginnings are hard. They happen again and again.
My mother died of polio within 48 hours of exposure. I was two years old when I lost my way.
It took many difficult experiences and a long road to find my way home.
Your life and your experiences may be more difficult or less difficult than mine. What matters to me is that sharing and connecting opens pathways that lead to co-creative solutions into possibilities that are bigger than any one of us.
Our Timing is Perfect
If you are noticing that it seems like the Humpty Dumpty fairytale, and he has fallen apart, off the wall, we can start imagining how he reconstitutes himself! The story can go further. We can even rewrite the tale.
Weaving life and work
I will be adding bits and pieces weekly. Somewhat provocative, or something that rubs again the grain of your truth, I am inviting your participation. The more we delve into a subject, the more clarity can shine through. The more input, the better output that can morph into unseen possibilities.
Fiction. Non-Fiction. Myths. Fairytales. Many things can be true in various forms. Creativity can occur slowly and instantaneously.
Mandalas, sand paintings, sandcastles, ceramics, storytelling, welding, woodworking, or music can share common themes.