I was about fourteen year old when I made a list of things I wanted to do in this life. This list included fantastic imaginings like “go to outer space” and little things like “learn how to knit”.

Over the years I have conquered a majority of those items.

During the recent time of reflection it occurred to me that I hadn’t seen that list in a long time. Rather than fret over a long forgotten piece of paper, I decided to start a new list.

The exercise alone added sparkle to my attitude. Being in the mindset that all things are possible is rejuvenating! It stirred my mental juices and felt joyful. I didn’t worry about restrictions of health, physics and a 3-D world. Getting into this limitless space felt familiar in an odd sort of way. A flavor from my childhood, perhaps? Rather than spend time trying to decipher it’s deliciousness I savored it and continued thinking about a new list.

The easiest item was to start making a habit of meditating every morning at the studio and try automatic drawing. I just started yesterday. Today’s drawing felt a little easier but still seems forced. I had to fight the internal dialog of what’s “good” and what’s “not good” I know it will be easier with time but that’s not the point. Even in the arena of art, there are new things to try. New horizons to contemplate.