Today, I am grateful for finding the courage to paint again. The incident that happened last month left me feeling discouraged, drained, and unmotivated. It cast a shadow over my creativity, and for a while, I simply could not bring myself to pick up my brushes.
But something in me shifted. I realised I did not want to remain in that dark corner. I decided to step out of that heaviness and slowly return to the joy that painting has always brought me.
I started small, creating a series of cat postcards for charity. Each tiny piece helped me reconnect with the warmth and softness of painting, one brushstroke at a time. Then, I began working on a new series of cuddly pandas, letting their round faces and gentle energy remind me of healing, comfort, and simple happiness.
I am also deeply grateful to be surrounded by loving and encouraging people who stood by me. Their words, their comfort, and their genuine care helped me heal. They reminded me of my worth when I doubted myself, and held space for me when I needed support. Their kindness gave me the strength to start again.
Painting again feels like reclaiming a part of myself. It feels like breathing after holding my breath for too long. I am grateful that inspiration is returning, grateful for the strength to move forward, and grateful for the reminder that art will always be a safe place for me.
Here’s to new beginnings, soft courage, and the gentle return of creativity. 🎨🐼💛
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