Today I did nothing. Well, not really nothing. But it’s 3:30 and I was only in the studio long enough to stitch the word patience on this potholder, I haven’t even checked my email yet. So what have I been doing? I’ve been thinking about spirituality and creativity. How they inform each other. This morning I did over an hour of meditation then had a massage focused on finding where creativity lives in my body. Then a slow walk with Jon and the dogs on a country road. A day of patience, a day of waiting, a day of allowing. And unplanned, unexpected day of rest. I’m glad I listened to the other voice today, not the one that says you better get to work and make something, the one that said be still, get out of the way for a little while and let the stillness work it’s magic.