Sitting at my desk playing with editing some photos, images of leaves from our Japanese maple.
Together with me is my journal and a feltpen. Together with me is time. Is silence.
The need to be creative is deep rooted in all of us, but in our busy everyday lives we too easily forget to water the roots, to nurture them, to let them grow. The lesson I have given myself this month is to give creativity time. Time to grow. Time to strengthen. Time to florish. Time to follow the seasons.
My pilgrimage lesson.
Time to be.