Creative Passage {art journal peek}

I end each day with some quiet moments in my art journal, sitting in bed. Some nights, I write a few gratitudes or a prayer or intention. Some nights I doodle mandalas or intuitive sketches. Some nights, I cringe to confess, I make lists for the day ahead.

But there are times, on certain nights, that I don't even lift my weary pen. I just open my journal and touch the pages, in a soft and subtle practice, staying open to my passages of creativity.

...I am blessed, I am blessed...