I feel completely soaked. Bombed. Buried. Like I need a good cry and it just won’t come. I feel incredibly blessed and grateful, and yet incredibly overwhelmed and a little desperate, all at the same time. I feel privileged to be surrounded by wonderful people, whom I love; who love me. I feel alone. I feel vulnerable and I feel scared. I feel lucky.
Ha! And maybe you can tell: I’m feeling confused. I’m feeling fast and stuck and lost. And almost found.
(I also need a good belly laugh.)
I sense an alluring beginning even as I face what feels like a brick wall.
I’ll admit, there are moments of discouragement in all of this, but it also all makes me want to laugh. I am excited to see where it all might go.
This may be the most befuddled post in the history of blogging, and I already feel a teeny bit embarrassed. And yet, I also, on top of all of this, feel a need to be sincere and open. So there ya go.
We now return you to your regularly scheduled art blog.
I love that you can be open & sincere. I don’t know why it always feels better to know that you’re not alone when you feel..well..like that. I’m finally getting it though, that when things get that way an alluring really is beginning. If only we would always choose to look forward to it , even begin to prepare for it and be ready to welcome it head on and not get stuck in the fear…
Hmmmm, it sounds like you’re on the cusp of something new? And exciting??? With your enormous talent it’s sure to be grand!