The starting line has always been a source of mixed emotions for me... The beginning of a race in track or the starting blocks in swimming...
The first day of a new class,
a new semester,
a new year,
a new vision.
There is an excitement for a new opportunity, a rush of adrenaline to get things moving and some anxiety about transparency, performance and results. In this Creative Process class I'm not sure how to start. I suppose with the first week over, we've already begun... but I feel like part of me is still itching at the starting line, waiting to know what's next.. or perhaps what's first.

I'm starting a new journey into art journaling during this semester and i'm not really even sure what that means. I have given myself permission to play, to explore, to learn, to dig deep or not.. but I am excited to see where the journey leads.