And it’s just that feeling, you know? With being a little uncomfortable but still safe. A feeling you crave.
Perhaps it’s time to enjoy the little things you might forget to enjoy sometimes and remember that rest might be what you need, however much you fight it, and try to do too much.
The beauty of solo travel, of backyard adventures, of being able to take yourself off into the wilderness to switch off for a while – to focus on creation, reflection, and a few hours of peace.
Self portrait practice, accidental summiting, and too much time looking at lambs.
Experimenting through so many things helped lead me to this point, knowing a little more about who I am by not defining myself as one thing.
I think back about how it felt to be the subject of a life drawing class. How sitting, standing, laying, naked made me feel liberated.