There are a lot of things going on in my life at the moment. In the past, a smaller combination of these events would have got me to shut down, just do nothing until the emotions subsided.

Now I create. Constantly. I have found new depths of my art because of it, and I keep creating even if I muck something up.

I have finally learned that creativity is about creating art, not the result. Just keep at it, just keep the pen on paper.

It isn’t about if it is good or bad, no matter how loud the thoughts are. It is about the process.

I finally do what I am meant to do. Through all the pain, all the sleepless nights, all the sadness and all the fearful whispers, I create.