Whether anyone else has noticed or not, I've been in somewhat of a desert for the past few weeks. A creativity desert. Haven't felt the urge to draw, paint, write or make dolls much. Saturday's Doll Club started to unravel my block. So now I've almost completed my dolly and yesterday I drew a couple pen and ink sketches. The ice is beginning to thaw again.
It's perfectly okay to have these in-between lulls. Between creative projects. It's okay not to be producing. Creating. I've decided that I'm worthwhile, even when I'm doing nothing. Nothing at all. Except sinking inside and soaking up the feeling of gradual easing. Coming to rest. Letting go and letting it all be. Letting myself be, without measuring myself in any way. Loving who I am right now.
That said, here's one of my drawings...
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