it has been awhile. february to be exact. i knew i would find my way back. i just needed some time to recuperate. time to focus on other things. time to become inspired again. i was certain that giving birth to my son would inspire me. and it did. but seeing his tiny body in that magical beach house light for the very first time was almost more than my heart could handle. i have learned to listen to the wild beating within my chest. it tells me when to create. when to push myself. when to be open. when to find my way back.
You must click on to see my dear friend Melissa’s freelensed images this month. They are spellbinding as usual.