I’ve finally been able to give myself permission to create. All the fear, anger, exhaustion — was getting to me. It was as if I was feeling so bad, that my mind decided that I had to keep feeling bad.
Minds are an interesting place. To think I had to convince myself that I had half an hour where I didn’t need to be worrying. That if I stopped for a moment it didn’t mean I was a bad person. Anyway . . . I’ve created, and a little light has seeped in.
If I can be light, I can share that lightness with others. Maybe that little bit can help someone else see they have the time to be free, even if just for a few minutes.
Be light. Be free. Be you.