My husband’s rediscovering creativity. He used to carve stones, dance jitterbug, podcast and collect things – just for breath and beauty.
Along the way, we downgraded his creativity. He started pointing at it as a nice luxury item, for when there was more time. In terms of wisdom, it’s a bit like letting go of gravity and hoping for touchdown.
He asked me if I’d get him a stone to carve, for Christmas. I’ve said no. To wholeheartedly walk the walk again there are some gifts you have to give to yourself.