This is one of those places I love to be. It's my blank canvas just waiting to be painted. It's my creative habitat I hope to cultivate inspiration. Every now and then I share others poetry, others quotes, and others photography of what inspires my every being, with the hope of inspiring you, as well. To do what exactly? Nothing more than to just feel...feel good, feel hope, feel free!
A long time has past since I've written my own poetry, some of which is too dark to share with you. They were written when I was young and went through a phase of everything angst. Yes, I know amazing art, poetry, and music can be created through dark times but I don't feel that inside my soul anymore. There is a zealous light inside me just wanting to be shared with the world.
...My goodness, my heart is pounding as I try to paint a picture for you...I'm not sure why.
I'm not claiming to be a scholar of literature, fine art, dance or music...just someone who once loved to express emotion through creative channels, whether someone liked it or not. It's been so long since this part of me has risen. With not one ounce of regret, the past nine years, my mind and spirit have been solely devoted to my family. How do I go from creating for my family to creating for myself? I almost don't even know where to begin. Thank you for giving me a moment of your time and allowing me to just be.
