This afternoon, the children and I went for a walk down the paddock. We sat on mossy rocks under a tree, and while the children played about the with their toy cars and Emma drew in her notebook, I thought for a long time, about the art of thought.
That we have a responsibility, to oversee our own thoughts. To do our own emotional house keeping! What I mean is, if we can get past being enslaved by our emotions, then we are at liberty to release them completely into whatever creative endeavor! We can relate to people more easily, and can bloom into who we were put on this Earth to be.
I am still a bit deep in thought about this, maybe I'll tell you my more of my maturing thoughts on this tomorrow...