we know that too much of most anything is unhealthy, destructive, counterproductive or otherwise damaging–to ourselves, to the collective, to the planet….
what is it that won’t let you sleep at night? what is it that gnaws at the back of your mind? what is it that angers, frustrates or disheartens you?
none of that is the issue. that’s all noise, programs, the ideas of other people, the seeds of cultural norms and expectations… but none of it is your own voice….
over the years, i’ve tried different ways and means to support myself, and to create the time and space to pursue my artistic endeavors….
we’re feeling it. time.
we’re seeing those forked paths establish with a certain quickening. jobs and choices and decisions and their ensuing confluence of events are becoming obvious before we physically go through all of the motions….
it’s funny how life keeps us shifting and twisting and questioning and breaking the mould. the more we awaken and become aware, the faster it comes….