I wanted to scream: ‘Enough is enough!’ Instead, I called a friend. I shovelled dirt into the garden boxes. I took out the drill and saw and worked on my dock project (a disaster) and then I went into the studio because I can splash paint around and make a mess and somehow, in the end, something beautiful will grow out of the process if I stick with it long enough.
So that’s where I’m at, processing emotions. Release, transform, renew. We’re on this rollercoaster ride together. I hope that whatever you’re enduring, you have someone to reach out to, a way to release your emotions and set them afloat on the waves or the wind.
Be well. Breathe deeply. Look up to the stars.