“No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did, he would cease to be an artist.” Oscar Wilde
How to say it better , writers? Searching for my voice, my unique hidden writing voice is harder than I thought. It feels like chasing something in the forest, having some glances at it but not fast or trustful enough to catch it.
But, I ‘m seriously working on this.
That’s a strange work for me: hard but you can not skip it… and after a while you realize that it’s actually the engine for your spiritual evolution.
It deserves to be lived!