The moment I stopped demanding The Answer, life resolved The Question. My (he)artwork had been waiting for me in the mountains of Mexico all along, ready to reveal itself when I was ready to see it. But here’s the catch: I would never have found it had I not learned to embrace my “mistakes” along the way as sign posts, not roadblocks. And that’s what I want to share with all of you who are striving to be “unlost”: the road you seek may very well be diverged in what, at first glance, looks like a dead end. There will be tears. Cry them. There will be naysayers. Ignore them. And there will be signs. Follow them. All of them. Because somewhere in that terrifying darkness, your (he)artwork is searching for you.RKA on The Unlost
