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Creative, a little weird, and dedicated to the work of the heart.

Last week, I was talking about what actually happens when I’m being creative. I was exploring this idea of taking the thoughts, feelings, and emotions I’m working with internally  and externalizing  them into something that can be experienced - like a collage, a dance, or a song. When I respond to that, it initiates this back-and-forth process of taking something internal, making it external, and then causing yet another internal reaction (and so on). This is what it means to

This week, I grappled with explaining the elusive idea of creativity to myself (and to you). My intention was to see if I could describe this word-with-a-million meanings into something that feels easier to grasp. Listen to me feel around in the dark for it here: P.S. I'm also finding my way through learning a new audio program - excuse the boomy audio. How did I do? If you're lost, then I invite you to bop with me to this song , I believe it's at least somewhat related. What

Well, if you’re joining me in the northern hemisphere, we’ve made it. We have made it through the restful cave of winter, and we are entering a portal into spring. And maybe it’s just me, but I am a little bit strung out. There is so much energy here, I don’t really know what to do with it. My body hasn’t quite adjusted yet, and I’ve gone and done a little bit too much this week. I've moved all the furniture around in my house, attended events with friends, spent more time on