I knew something was changing when I wanted to paint again
I hadn't decided to become creative again. I just wanted to paint. And that wanting caught my attention — because for a long time, it hadn't been there.
I thought my spiritual sensitivity was the gift. It turned out my body was.
I am a spiritual woman. I sense energy before people speak. For many years, that openness exhausted me — until I realized it was never the sensitivity that was the problem.
The spark that exhaustion buried — it was never gone
I keep meeting women who have forgotten they used to light up. The first thing they say, when it returns, is always the same:
I forgot this was possible.