What is your passion? What makes your heart come alive? Mine is seeing my son sleeping in peaceful sweetness and safety in the quiet of every dawn. Can we sit with that for a moment. Because each morning that I'm gifted is like a birthday present each day, and the best part is seeing my son dreaming freely in his slumber. And to see him wrapped in warmth, in a safe home, in a place that feels like one. If that doesn't inspire gratitude, an overwhelming sense of awe for being alive, the light beaming on the crevices of my heart to create beauty daily, then let me stop everything and meditate these things until I remember this gift and its colour bursting with everything that encompasses the holy yawp of being alive. I recently read some musings from a brilliant and very established artist about her fear of losing her art upon having a baby or rather the fear of becoming the disdain that she associates with motherhood. Her expressions were beautifully transparent and brave but at the same time, in my opinion, cynically small-lensed and sad. There is definitely the drudgery of boring routine and the reality of responsibility on one hand, yes. But within that routine and responsibility I have found the greatest capacity of beauty, of stretching, of coming out of my skin, of learning what it means to love, to really love, to put aside my own immediate gratifications for the sake of the heart before me, only to find a miracle, a treasure, the breath and life of my very own heart in the hidden mystery of putting aside "my art" for the sake of his, my child, only to find more inspiration, more passion, more unction to live and to dream and to create in that place, in his dreams than I ever could have drawn from merely gripping onto my own (very small-sighted) ideas and wishes and desires. So, no. Motherhood, responsibility, and that ugly word called routine do not dissipate your art. The artist makes the artist lose their art. It's the difference between creating something worthy to be displayed in a museum versus living a life that creates the entire museum. I'll take the latter. ?

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What is your passion? What makes your heart come alive?
Mine is seeing my son sleeping in peaceful sweetness and safety in the quiet of every dawn. Can we sit with that for a moment. Because each morning that I'm gifted is like a birthday present each day, and the best part is seeing my son dreaming freely in his slumber. And to see him wrapped in warmth, in a safe home, in a place that feels like one. If that doesn't inspire gratitude, an overwhelming sense of awe for being alive, the light beaming on the crevices of my heart to create beauty daily, then let me stop everything and meditate these things until I remember this gift and its colour bursting with everything that encompasses the holy yawp of being alive.
I recently read some musings from a brilliant and very established artist about her fear of losing her art upon having a baby or rather the fear of becoming the disdain that she associates with motherhood. Her expressions were beautifully transparent and brave but at the same time, in my opinion, cynically small-lensed and sad. There is definitely the drudgery of boring routine and the reality of responsibility on one hand, yes. But within that routine and responsibility I have found the greatest capacity of beauty, of stretching, of coming out of my skin, of learning what it means to love, to really love, to put aside my own immediate gratifications for the sake of the heart before me, only to find a miracle, a treasure, the breath and life of my very own heart in the hidden mystery of putting aside "my art" for the sake of his, my child, only to find more inspiration, more passion, more unction to live and to dream and to create in that place, in his dreams than I ever could have drawn from merely gripping onto my own (very small-sighted) ideas and wishes and desires. So, no. Motherhood, responsibility, and that ugly word called routine do not dissipate your art. The artist makes the artist lose their art. It's the difference between creating something worthy to be displayed in a museum versus living a life that creates the entire museum. I'll take the latter. ?


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