I’ve had a series of wonderful encouragements towards writing in the past couple days. It is a motivation to pick up a pen that was needed. I don’t understand the life I’m beginning to live and it changes on me all the time. I’ve noticed that this means daring to go in the face of things I’ve always believed to be true. It also means realizing that what’s good for the goose is not necessarily good for the gander. It may not work for me in the same manner it works for you. It also means learning both freedom and discipline, a couple who are sometimes given to lively argument.
And so I take one step after another trying to handle a moment at a time. I am learning that there is a balance between rest and work, between being and doing, between silence and speech that flows like water. The beauty of this is that it can flow in any and all circumstances. Sometimes they bring turbulence and at others glassy calm, but at all times it is at peace with itself and its surroundings. It is sure of its identity. It is water. It operates by the rules of its nature, but it is also free. It’s somewhat amusing to me to say these words, but they are not far out of place for my walk as an artist right now.
Be Like Water.