I colored some more tonight – leaves this time. While I colored, I focused on how I was feeing and experiencing my coloring, to figure out why I don’t like coloring all that much.

I felt very constrained.  And pressured.

So many lines demanded I color inside of them.  My body tensed in response to the limiting pressure, but I breathed my way through it, telling myself I’m learning and growing.  That helped.

By the time I finished the last leaf I felt like attending to, my body had released my earlier stress response, and I felt pretty good.

And that’s my bit of creativity for today.