My mind's imagination is exciting I imagine a destination I think is perfect.
With no time to ponder upon the journey inside, I dictate the colours and the position. A plan I think is the best because my mind told me so.
All I can think of is the end result How perfect I want it to be. It's bright, it's vibrant and pretty. Then I ask myself... Am I missing something? I fear I won't remember the journey.
Closed eyes, I feel my mood I take time to scan the colours I take time to feel what resonates inside. I pick the first colour and the next, and maybe just one more...
I let my fingers flow freely to place colours when I feel is right. Then I let go
The movements, thoughts and emotions dance freely, leaving unintentional imprints on my canvas.
Unfolding, I'm Fascinated with what I see. I breathe and start learning about what I have created. It is subtle, beautiful. But most importantly it feels like a part of me. Time around, I do remember the journey. I felt every part of it.