Inner peace is always here

What a Sunday morning! I woke up early. I wrote for an hour or two…love when I lose track of time. Thoughts on my mind, feeling…not me. Not sure what it was or why it was there BUT as I wrote my whole body was peace. I hadn’t created much this week. Then I browsed my collage paper and cut out some petals. Let my eyes do the sorting and pasting. Later on I worked on collage. As I arranged a pink petal next to a peach one, my whole body was peace.

That’s it! I need to create. I literally need to create. I was stuck in the days where I had my list, my goals and daily projects. The inner peace is always with me. Outside forces don’t matter. A true artist creates always. There’s no time or right supplies you just do it. It’s like the song that was written in a restaurant on the back of a napkin. In a way it’s magic. Guess I needed to understand and now that I do I can move forward. Speaking of magic I wrote a few words on the color purple. Yes I wrote some good words for the book. That’ll be tomorrow’s post. Have I painted purple flowers?