For the past month or so Shauna has been taking a cake decorating course, leaving me and the kids with a free evening together. We’ve been painting, and it’s been so therapeutic for my soul. There’s something about pouring yourself out while losing yourself in something else. Something that can’t talk back. Something that’s all yours. And when the inspiration translates into something I can take pleasure in… well, what a gift to my heart. So here’s the first serious piece I’ve produced in probably fifteen years. It’s called “Downstream.” When I paint stuff like this, I feel myself becoming a better man—centred, peaceful, rested, whole.
What do you do to restore yourself?