forgetting who I am to become….

the muse is out....

Awake, my dear

Be kind to your sleeping heart

Take it out into the vast fields of Light

And let it breathe…..Hafiz

There is a kind expectation in the studio when I am excited…when I am playing rather than making….it is ‘blissness‘ with the children….it is pure discovery…..
listen well…

If you want to build a ship, don’t drum up people to collect wood and don’t assign them tasks and work, but rather teach them to long for the endless immensity of the sea…… Antoine De Saint Exupery

It is a time to dance…..singe your wild heart….so freaky cool…..let it go…

Just remember to get back home, back to the studio, back to your heart…

Where thou art, that is Home….Emily Dickinson

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