It is starting to happen: I am showing up in the studio and beginning to recognize what moves me. Beginning to take it seriously. Beginning to choose it over everything else. I am learning to pay attention to yearning. Yearning for what isn’t there. I am trying to remember there are no rules; there is only following my yearnings into a fresh field, to create a conversation that want to have. A conversation that speaks to the spot on the map where I’m standing.

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