I am finally, after a couple weeks of soul-filling wandering through Europe's forests, beaches and meandering old streets, sitting in my comfy chair in Nick's room.
Something in me feels different. Mars went over my natal North Node recently, and I swear, it lit a fire in me I've not felt before. A visceral meeting with Mars the other morning only solidified it.
My creativity has taken on a life of its own and I'm so ready to finally be the worthy vessel of whatever needs to pour out of me.
Above is a glimpse into a rough sketch of the beginnings of a dotwork drawing of my childhood home. The swings are a fairly recent addition but, boy, was it fun to allow them to caress my sweet cheeks.
Leaving you with the words of my morning journaling. May you find time for play in between your daily responsibilities.
I am in love with swings and what they can do for the soul. The adult soul in particular who needs freedom for just a moment. Keep sketching!! 😍
Oh, they are pure joy aren't they? Keep swinging :)