The parable of the boiling frog goes something like this: A frog suddenly thrown into a pot of boiling water will jump out but, if the frog is put in room temperature water, which is then brought to a boil slowly, he will sit back and relax. Maybe swim a little. Because the heat is turned up slowly,... Continue Reading →
Art is deeply personal. It comes from deep within. we put our heart and soul and maybe some blood, sweat, and tears into creating something beautiful. Then, someone comes along and dumps all over our creation.
I've been thinking a lot about transformation lately. Sometimes we can forget who we are, who we once were, or who we wanted to be once upon a time. I think that can happen to anyone but it especially true with mothers. I have been mothering for 15 years now and for all those years everything has been about the kids. Their milestones, their activities, their ambitions...I have been doing what is in their best interest and at the same time, I have put on hold my own ambitions. Why do we do that?