It's funny how I try to pigeonhole these activities, as if I could. Art now, yoga later, parenting next. But they are all mixed up. Yesterday, after a strong day in the studio, I set out my yoga mat and things just started pouring out of me. Not literally exactly although there were some tears. Totally unexpected and definitely not on the schedule. Difficult and shitty and wonderful, all at the same time. What a treasure to have this time and space to let it all hang out, together.
Meanwhile, the world has become very, very green.
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