Becoming "centered"


I feel so blessed to have the privilege of taking a little time for myself on Wednesday nights lately. This Clay class is great. When I'm there, in the museum, I can feel little bits of myself creeping to the surface from wherever they have been buried over the years. The old me. The real me. Whatever it is, I missed it. There is just something about surrounding myself with beauty and creativity that refreshes me like nothing else.

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