It is the first Sunday morning in 2024 that I have had the time to sit down with my Self and write some morning pages. I wanted to share this one page reflection I just scribbled in my composition notebook, on my blog, incase someone who also might have been struggling internally comes along and finds some peace within my post.
1-21-2024 My Dad had sent me a letter to thank me for his Christmas presents and inside he wrote something along the lines of, "make me happy by following your dreams" and I thought about it for a second and then thought to myself... but what if I don't have any? What if I can't identify what my dreams are? I literally have always struggled with this answer. It used to bother me a lot. Not knowing what to define as my dreams. Having no direction for a solution to the rhetorical question. No mission statement for a path to success. No clue what my ideal profession was. And I know now, after many years of struggling, that I need to just keep moving forward until my full circle moment happens. But reading his card in this moment of time it reminded me again, I still do not have an answer for one of the most important mission statements of a soul. I am here now and that's all that I am. Greenware waiting for fire...unloaded from the kiln...I rushed the firing process because I wanted to make sure I had something cooking while I was away in Mexico.... Too much winter moisture in the studio as well as wet clay hidden under a painting of underglaze.... I took this casualty with a smile. |
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