It’s my third time re-writing this page.
The impulse comes… to soften what it is I’m saying… to let go of all the threads and edges and lines and shapes that I’m holding and to see what is at the core, at the center of where I am… and to paint the horizons of the paths I’m finding myself on.
At this moment of writing… I’m finding my way around my words, my heart, soul, voice, music, dance. To see what is here, what is arriving, what is going, what is on its way here and what is being released.
“When we allow ourselves ‘to love or be loved, and to be creative in our lives’ and hence when we give up trying to fit ourselves into lives that do not fit, and allow ourselves lives that really make us happy, freedom and joy can be our normal experience of life.”