I've been here five years now, which feels like both ages and an instant, simultaneously. I think of myself as one who likes to stay put. The very thought of moving nearly causes the sensation of a rising panic, starting right about at my heart, but then I remember to breathe.
Breathe Dusti and remember that you will find beauty and make a happy home where ever you go, because you are truly a gypsy at heart.
Breathe and remember "there are other worlds than these", located minutes from your studio. I can make a home so close to the studio so that my daily routine is an effortless flow of work and the daily self-care routine. While I enjoy driving, there is something to be said for the energy & resources sucked up by a daily commute of 1 to 1 1/2 hours.
The entire area surrounding my studio is honestly just dreamy; really a sight for these sore, "Charlotte-y" eyes. I'll be taking so many pictures, visual delights absolutely abound and have me wanting to paint worse than ever.So, I'm scared to move, but I'll be sucking it up and doing it anyway so I can live on purpose.
The best thing I have going for me is the faith in myself to go forth with the blind courage of those who have nothing to loose.
Just gotta remember to breathe.
