We tend to inundate ourselves with shoulds, have-tos, need-tos — amongst all the other worries and legitimate concerns of living. We attach a lot of our creative energy to tasks, and lists, and anxieties about future things, piled on top of whatever may still linger from what has passed.
Author: Trance
Artist. Writer. Truth seeker.
Love is a given, as is grace.
There is enough. Everything else is a lie. I need to remind myself of this time and again.
Winding drive Is this all there is to it? Black to black Struggle to emerge From the womb Struggle to know From the forgetting Struggle…
Every guitar has a song. Some have a thousand. Whether the action is too high, The intonation out, The strings old and corroded, If it…