moving out of stuck

is slow.

but it happens.

there's this point of surrender when you just don't give a damn which way things are gonna go.

at that point you can find me either curled up in a tiny ball or doing something i love.

today i started making books. because the world needs my handmade journals made from beautiful papers, ribbons and all manner of things recycled.

mostly i sat down to make books because i was tired of working on my business and i wanted to play. but play in a way the feeds my soul.

there is nothing more filling then creating beauty.