The winds of change are starting to blow....

Sometimes I have faith in myself, and other times I wish that I had more.

This is one of the most interesting times that I've had in my entire life. I'm on some sort of path and I'd like to think that most of the time I think that things will work out, and then a curve ball comes from out of nowhere and I have no idea what I'm doing. Someone told me that "to be on your own path and yet consider other paths, I think that is a balance hard to acheieve. You've got to be a patient person, a good listener and have a talent to compromise." I agree.

I know that writing poetry and painting is my passion and love. This is the most creative I've ever felt in my entire (almost) 36 years. I want to have faith that I could do these things I love and that my path would be clearer. My dream would be to do this full-time. To me it's not about money, glamour or prestiege. I believe 100% that when you find your calling and doing it, everything will fall into place. You might not be making a six figure salary or travel the world, but you will be at peace with yourself, and be happy. I'm trying how to fit this belief into my being and life. Guess it's part of the journey. Sometimes I wish that it would just hurry up and happen. I'd like to believe that I have enough faith in myself that I could do it - art could - no wait - SHOULD be my life. Maybe it's because I have all of this flux in my life right now. I'm trying to simplify, but I don't want to be a starving artist either!

I must have faith in myself.