I have arrived at a crossroads, one I’ve been at many times before.
The doubt. The anxiety. The struggle.
A storm forming in my mind; the same questions swirling.

Why is this taking so long?
Will my time ever come?
Am I on the right path?

The journey of an artist is an everlasting fight and I have let myself succumb to the injuries too many times to count. I let my passion burn out and wonder why I can’t move past this feeling.

Yet these moments allow me to dig deep into the core of my being and reflect.

Why did you start this?
Why do you keep going?

It is this moment where I relax, meditate and become an observer to my own thoughts.

In this moment I remember… My fire still burns