Then there are those days...

...when doubt intrudes or the energy is not what I want it to be.  I know this is a passing phenomenon, but at the same time I have to honor the feelings that arise as I'm challenged to bring my energy and focus to bear on my work.  Discipline is required to enter my studio and face the canvas or whatever I'm working on.  So I look back at what was accomplished in the past, search for the visions that inspired me.  That niggling thought about not being good enough - its true I'm still learning how to be an artist - or that my work means nothing in the end; these are the saboteurs whose only purpose is to keep me in line with the narrow known.  They are the voices of fear that run like an undercurrent through our lives trying to maintain the status quo.  But I think: "I see you for what you are and today I will enter my studio and create, with faith, despite your sorry excuse for reason...” Can you see him there?  If I'm completely honest I will have to admit that I created him...