I finally, after almost two years, picked up my journal and went to a coffee shop with my bag of pens, watercolors, and supplies.
I met two friends and we played in our journals. The friendly barista kept coming by to see our art and ask if we needed anything. People love to see creativity! Too much of our lives are spent consuming, not enough creating.
That was some dry spell, and I am happy that I am on the other side now and I am ready to work again in my journal.
I honor the cycles of life the ebb and flow of creativity. I have been teaching on line, and this has subsumed my creative energy for some time now. I have just not felt like working in visual journaling. and that's been okay.
But now, I am ready to open a blank page and again see what happens.
Onward!
