Piece It Together

I like looking. Especially when looking becomes listening and you then know what to do next. It might not be what sticks, or what works, but there is implicit an invitation and a decision that come together establishing a creative path I love to wander.

Then at some point there is nothing asking to be shifted. This is when it is done. It is how I know to stop. There is nothing else that wants doing.

Something else is being conveyed at this point. It’s not a do this or do that anymore. Now there is a stillness that is quite full and it invites me to look.

And listen.