This year’s summer Artist’s Way group is about to begin and my first thought is to run like hell to a safe hide out. I worry that I will not have enough breath to talk as much as I need to especially the first class, when it is all me.
I wonder how many of the new members of the group, will notice.
Or will they care?
Can I be as candid, outrageous and enthusiastic as I need to be? Can I still dance, sing and laugh like I used to?
Can I let go of all of my fears and ego to embrace my own creativity enough to guide them back to theirs?
I have mourned the loss of the life I knew waiting patiently for a new life to miraculously appear…
It has not….
I am the one that allowed heart failure to take them away from me and now I want them back!
It is time for me to screw up my courage and go get my life!
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