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.