As promised here's my latest creation which dragged me through some pretty painful times recovering from that fall on the ice.
It came to me that if there's some tiny bit of creativity nesting inside us at all, it has the capacity to sustain us through some bleak, sad or depressing times. Gives us a pair of wings to help us limp over a challenge.
I am conducting one of those dream classes at the moment where I am talking writing, critiquing and distributing assignments to a class of 12. A series of 10 two hour workshops. Many have never written before, some have. But it is the enthusiasm and delight I am confronted with every single week or via emails in between that truly hearten me.
And all of this reinforces yet again, the power of passion to transform even the most timid amongst us.
Ah sure, 'tis nothing.
And yet, it's everything.