And then she rose again.

This month has taken me by surprise. The challenges of 2020, taken in my stride, have left me discombobulated. Some how, there are now Christmas chocolates in the supermarket aisles and yet I have barely registered the changing months. Six months of all being at home, juggling work, encouraging studying, managing relationships. It's been intense! In August I let myself off the hook and rolled towards the new school term. Last week we started the adjustment back to 'normality' - mindful that it may not last long and building in the spaces if the children need to be at home again.

What has this meant for my creativity? Well - it's not burning! I'm accepting that this is okay, and that I need a level of balance to get going in the studio. So I am currently creating that. I have lists and timetables so I know that I have got work obligations covered. And I have drawn up a family plan of chores so that I know that I have some time to myself - to rest or read, or sneak down to the studio. I think all I can do at the moment is create the space and be kind to my creative soul - support her wellbeing. Really she is screaming for freedom, for a long empty beach, for a landscape that takes her breath away - filled with sunlight and magic. She is craving a ci