My meditation practice has really ramped up in the past month. My goal was to integrate simple yet effective meditation into moments when I could. Walking meditation, biking meditation, even a simple five minutes on my knees at work in the back storage area. Suddenly, everything is different now.

Perceptions and beliefs have changed perpendicularly. Anxiety is now capable of being overcome with raw immediacy, although, this is a skill that I am still improving. My capability to string together experiences without tire has grown. I can work a ten hour day, bike home in high gear, and then sit down for an hour and a half and work on artwork. I can wake up, meditate, and immediately dive into the place where creativity is most fertile.

Social interactivity and short-radius perspective have transformed from facades and illusions into more representative examples of their truths. Stripping away, stripping away, stripping away…

My current art work and it’s process, which provides an intense amount of excitement in my life, is to what I owe the bulk of gratitude for this transformation. The past three months have really been about “getting it,” the simple epiphany, the burst of light that suddenly reveals. Coupled with a positive attitude about leaving my Twenties, as I worked through my process of making Art, I began to realize what I was doing. I began to interpret my own work, and I began to see the correlation between subconscious revelation and physical construction. I began to get my self, to understand a level of Who I Was I had not yet approached previously.

I cherish this dynamicism I now possess. I feel grateful that through my discipline and concentration I have honed focus. And as this excitement in my grows, so too does my work, both in it’s own concentration of composition as well in size.