In Process
In process.
I keep this energy in my head.
It sticks to my throat and manifests as anxiety.
How do I get out of the buzzing thoughts that need to come out - to form creation.
But create what?
Here is where I live.
This is what I move away from.
Quite literally, and figuratively.
I’ve found a space that nurtures, that enlivens, that inspires.
Now to dig in.
Commit.
Practice.
Find the sacred in the mundane.
Here I am.