April 16 Dear Rebecca, I jumped out of bed this morning, struck by the sunlight on the bedside table where my husband puts his eyeglasses each night before bed. This scene is part of my everyday waking, and I wanted to capture the sweet feeling of reassurance that he is by my side. As I took the picture, I noticed the dust on the table and stopped to wipe it clean. Now I realize just how engrained in me this need is to make everything right. Wish I could put the dust back.
April 21 Dear Donna, I know that life is a learning process and there is no place to “arrive” really, but I still wish I had listened to my heart a little earlier, instead of drowning it out with listening to other people. I think as an artist it’s really important to safeguard your inner child (where the creating comes from) and let it be playful and express itself freely, without allowing other people to tell it what is right or wrong. I am trying to treat whatever that creative source is inside myself with a lot of care. » bellagracemagazine.com
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