In Flux

“No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man.”
― Heraclitus

I’ve always loved this passage. The river is always in flux, as are we. This electric gathering of atoms is always swirling in motion and our minds can move with it.

We always have the opportunity to grow. Even incremental changes within our psyche can profoundly alter our course. Several years ago I came to a realization that changed me. It was simple—what I create is not me. It is an extension of me. I am not my art, it is a reflection of something within me. This separation of what I create from me as a person helped me to let go and make bad art. Yes, bad art. I make mediocre, bad, sometimes ok, and maybe sometimes good art and I have to allow myself to do it. This ability to let go changed me internally and the constant depression I felt subsided. My experience in the ever evolving world became new.

I am not the same woman I was, I have the ability to transform, to grow, to become…