My Time in Stillness
I love this spread because when I look back upon it, I remember all the leisurely bits of quiet art time I stole from the middle of life's chaos. These pages give me hope. No matter how grim or busy or confusing or uncertain the world beneath my feet, inside there is an island of calm and beauty that waits ever so patiently for me to visit as long and as often as I need. This island is unfailing and steady, a beacon to focus on whenever I feel darkness gripping a bit too tight. Journaling used to be such a frenzied affair for me, mimicking my everyday life. And then, something changed. I allowed myself to get quiet for a few minutes here and there. I learned to duck my head into the eye of the storm and stay a bit until I regained the courage to reenter the fray. These pages - this journal - document my time in stillness and they hold the key to the way back should I ever lose my way again.