The beginning

At 25 years old - on the eve of losing the only structure of being I'd ever known (aka when August to May meant school and June & July meant freedom) - I felt the world expand as I embraced the unknown and claimed my life as my own - disciplined in my art and optimistic about my future.

Now newly on the other side of 30, I find my mind unfocused and my creativity constipated. Why? I can blame the obvious daily worries about money and the ever-present fear of failure...but the truth of it begins and ends with the LACK OF DOING. Why the lack of doing? Self-doubt, procrastination, etc, etc...I have an endless bag of excuses to draw from, but even this never-ending contemplation of why? is a distraction from DOING.

So this is my experiment: To put words and images out into the ether on a daily basis. DAILY.

To DO, to PRACTICE, to STIMULATE, and most of all...to GET OUT OF MY OWN WAY.

Here goes...

To stubbornly maintain the suicidal tendencies of expressing exploring commenting publicly on a stage - repeat - repeat - is either (or both) insanity or (and) courage.

(written Feb 2009)

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Struggling not to lose sight of the light,

the beauty,

the joy,

the love,

the adventure,

the passion - I reach for it with all my heart, my mind, my soul.

And now I must lift my arm, open my hand - and REACH.

I MUST.

(written July 2009)

ps. thanks to Joe and Frosty for inspiration.

***favorite moment of the day: starting this blog.