Sorry that I have been upset with you recently. It was surprising when I looked up and realized that this season was already bidding its adieus. I’ve chastised you for being too slow, angered when you seemed to go too fast. You were relentless, tempered. I was one shade less than peaceful. Wishing for extra moments wasn’t providing any…because you, with inimitable sageness, knew there were already enough. Exactly enough of you to go around. No more, no less. Now I realized that I’ve been trying to change you, instead of just letting you…be. So thank you for your patience. Forgive my need to rush or to hold you back.
Looking forward This is a perfect moment – thanks for being here for it.
This week’s tidbit comes from woman whose playwriting captures the intense, the heart-breaking, the conflicting and the beautiful subtleties of life. It is evident that she has found a way to relinquish the need to always plan and manage when it comes to creativity. Let go, and watch what happens.
“Art is the writer not having control, but the subject having control of the writer.”