The struggle is real

I struggle with change. So much so that I wrote my design thesis on it. I read about wabisabi and I see it in myself how I’m not the same person I was a year ago. Physically, emotionally, spiritually. I understand the concepts of letting go and impermanence, through loss and life. And now I really see it as I sit in my new space. My own art studio. Where I used to have an office space with so much color, reflective of my professional work, now I’m surrounded by neutrals. The room so full of light that you can’t help but want to create. So it’s time for a change. In every sense of the word. Here’s to trying to grasp what the universe has been smacking me in the head with until I finally heard.