In meditation yesterday, a thought scampered through my mind. (I know. Meditation is about no thoughts but there it was!) It wasn’t so much a thought as an image with the idea of my soul dance and what it knows.
On a comment to Di yesterday, I wrote what I thought the words were and then, last night, I let them find their true expression through painting them.
My soul knows the dance of life is a return to Love.
It is what I love most about the creative process. It is holistic. Organic. Self-fulfilling. It arises out of the quiet to find its expression in ideas and words and images. It is the complete expression of me, myself and I.