Back from Elsewhere
In which I return from not posting for awhile because life and give you scribbles.
August 31, 2022
It’s me sitting at my art desk! For the first time in … awhile!
I am here. I am here.
Once I could see 2 doves on my patio balcony.
The tree outside my window obstructs my view of the moon now.
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Here we go! 3 morning pages! Let’s DO IT!
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I restart life.
I reembrace life.
I expand.
I collapse … just like the universe.
I start writing again.
Now I am the universe expanding.
I know what it is like to be a … black hole … to … ?????
I start again.
I am the big bang!
The universe breathes out. I do, too.
The universe inhales.
I collapse—
Author’s Note: Sometimes, I just can’t creatively, and I’ve learned to accept it. I’ve learned to have faith that I will always come back here. So that’s what I’m posting today: my baby steps back into art. Today’s post is pulled directly from my scribbles from this morning. Also, we now know what a black hole sounds like!