Within the four walls of my mind lives constant creativity dripping in colors. There is chaos in the quick flashing of visual images, and there is peace. Serenity comes when the vision is complete, when I surrender to the creator within. When I bring the image forth into the physical realm, my work is done.
Yet, there will always be more images, more words. I am an extension of source, and I learned long ago that things flow through me, but they are not of me. At my best, I am a channel, my connection to god feels natural - some like to call that harmony. There is no place where the heavens end and I begin, there is only eternal gentleness.