☁️ Buying flowers and enjoying the breeze ☁️

The older I’m getting I’m realizing how cold and harsh the world can be, how unforgiving it can get. To have people in your life who know you and have watched you enter different phases in your life, whether as a friend, a family member, a teacher, or a neighbour--- this is a huge blessing that we should not take for granted. Lately I've been wondering if these kind of community bonds are disappearing, or if I ever really experienced it at all....

☁️ I want to share with you guys a thought I wrote in my private journal

☁️ "nature doesn't hurry, yet everything is accomplished"

I think it’s so funny that artists seem to be their own worst enemy. The process of creating art is suppose to be a place of freedom, but it’s easy to get caught up and trip over your own feet. Especially if you’re trying to make a certain vision come true. For me, because I’ve just started my journey, one my biggest blockages on a personal level, has been the old version of me. It’s really a struggle trying to tug misconceptions or past versions of yourself out of people’s hands. I’d love to be more daring and take more risks, I want to be more weirder and show more…