I don’t know how to be a “real” artist,
but I know that when I push paint around on a canvas, it makes me giddy with anticipation.
 I don’t know if I’m a good parent
or if my kids will turn out alright,
but I know that the time I spent with Maddie making a painting (below)
was the best possible use of that half hour I could imagine.
I don’t know the “right” way to be religious or to have a relationship with God,
but I know that when I sit quietly in my studio painting,
I feel the presence of the Spirit and sometimes that is enough.
I don’t know how things will work out in my life,
or which direction the future will lead me,
but I know that when I immerse myself in creativity – leading, teaching, and doing – I am content.
I don’t know how to keep up with all of the demands in my life,
but I know that if I don’t find at least a little time for wild and carefree creative play, I go a little crazy.
I don’t know how to do so many things – sing, dance, knit, draw –
but I know that when I give myself to the act of creating, I surprise myself again and again.

I don’t know if I’ll ever have a clean, organized house,

but I know that I will always surround myself with colour and light,
and most days, that feels like it’s good enough.
I don’t know if I will succeed at creating every day
(especially with a 4 cities in 4 days crazy business trip coming up in the middle)
but I know that I will have fun trying
and I will let “doodling in the margins” count as art.
With some fear and trepidation, I’ve joined “art every day month“.

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