lovetherain is a seeker on a strange path and tends to philosophize everything, from the strange and odd to the mundane
It was hard to pack away all of my art materials into boxes and stack them away. Not for good, but probably for a long, long while. Maybe a year or even two.
My life has taken a different turn, and I needed to make room, both literally and figuratively, for other things.
Sometimes we don't get what we want. Life happens. We have to make adjustments.
I've made my adjustments, and I'm doing what I have to do. I have to put every ounce of energy, mental and physical, into my new endeavors.
I see the writing on the wall. This is the storm before the fall.
Maybe it is not really that dramatic. But maybe it is. And I have to be prepared for it.
This world is changing. I always knew it would change, even if I didn't like it or want it to. But maybe it needs to change. This is a new Age.
Everything goes in cycles. I think I was meant to be here at this time. Maybe to witness and experience, or maybe something else. But it is not a coincidence that I am here right now.
Things are not as they seem. There is something big on the horizon. I think we are at the very edge of that horizon. Maybe it's a precipice. I only know there is no going back now.