This constant nag takes up head space and is a slow and constant drain on my energy and spirit…a spilling out of the creative force displaced. When I have had enough of this, I set about creating space.
My mind is free to ponder as I move through each space and clear out the clutter. This is a different clutter than the kind of clutter of a working studio. A subject for another post. What I have learned is:
Out of the void emerged creation.
Holding the power of potential,
Available for the unfolding and expansion,
Into a new weave of expression.
All weaves great and small contribute to,
The grand expression;
The tiny weave of an ant,
Larger weaves of people, cultures,
and the land itself.
Each creation a weaving added,
To the universal loom as a,
Part of the cosmic flow of expression.
We are the Weavers,
Weaving the Dream of us,
Seeding the potential of what is to come.
Where can you make space in your life to,
create something new as a part of your unique expression,
adding to the weave of the loom?