I believe I am worth the time it takes to create whatever I feel called to create.
I believe my work is worthy of its own space and is worthy of the name sacred.
I believe that when I enter this space,
I have the right to work in silence, uninterrupted, as long as I choose.
I believe that the moment I open myself up to the gifts of the muse,
I open myself up to the source of all creation, and
I become one with the mother of life itself.
I believe that my work is joyful, useful, and constantly changing,
flowing through me like a river with no beginning and no end.
I believe that what I’m called to do will make itself known when I have made myself ready.
I believe that the time I spend creating my art is as precious as the time I spend giving my life to others.
I believe what truly matters in the making of art is not what the final piece
looks like or sounds like, not what it’s worth or not worth, but the newness that is added to the universe in the process of the piece becoming itself.
I believe I am not alone in my attempts to create.
And that once I begin this work and settle into the strangeness, the words
will take shape, the form will find life, and the spirit will take flight.
I believe that as the muse gives to me, so does she deserve from me my mindfulness,
my faith, and my enduring commitment.