This is my little friend McKenna I mentioned ... made of magic and faery dust. Her mommy might disagree since she went through the whole birthing process but somehow it's hard to believe she didn't just magically appear on this planet to remind us of the wonder of it all. On the way home from Escondido, in the car, she sang Jason Mraz "I'm Yours" in her sweet little voice, with perfect pitch and looked me in the eyes and grinned. I almost burst into tears. Magic.
Learn to listen to silence.
Listen to the world around you.
And the silence will sing you a beautiful song.
The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.