The early morning light taps on my bedroom window. It’s an awakening like no other. June brings an extension of daylight and an eagerness to be present.
As twilight seeps in and casts its pink shadow in the room, it beckons me, and I am eager to comply. I head to the kitchen, grab my morning coffee, and soak up every beautiful soft shadow on the pale walls. As I step into my studio, the warm glow fills the room and makes me believe anything is possible.
There is peace in this space and a silence that helps me breathe softly and deeply, capturing every creative energy that awaits. This solitude is necessary for me and is when my best work is done. No noise or distractions. I cherish this time alone. My breath slows, and I am able to reconnect with the stillness.
This is where my thoughts whisper the answers I’ve been searching for. I am connected to myself in a way that I can’t explain. I am able to enter into a conversation with my work, a dialogue so personal and yet so comfortable.
I notice things I normally wouldn’t, and I wonder if the universe is providing hints for me now that I am really listening. It’s a beautiful feeling, and I am humbled that my mind trusts me enough to open up to this unknown magical energy. These messages are subtle, yet clear…or maybe I’ve had the answers all along. It’s a wondrous time, although it passes quickly. As the sun continues to rise, the colours in my studio warm, the birds begin to chirp, and I can hear the quiet whirring of vehicles. Until tomorrow.
“To the mind that is still, the whole universe surrenders.” -Lao Tzu
