How strange the passage of time. How demanding Life can be. My artistic soul cannot be ignored, though the journey to fruition seems arduous. The Bliss of the Eternal Soul peeks up when I'm most challenged. I'm grateful for this. It keeps me going. With the loss of loved ones, the changes which seem incessant, there is much to integrate. But the Vision which continues effortlessly is my path home. Into the distance, I can see forever. Inside my soul, there's a lovely landscape which is perennial. The options seem infinite. And when the dust settles, I find that I'm who I've always been...I've just released the shadows of illusion.
