When the Work Leads

Aurora: A Cosmic Dance

There’s a kind of creating that doesn’t come from the mind. You don’t drum up ideas. You don’t push or plot. You listen. You feel. You allow.

The work leads.

It begins with a spark, a feeling in your body, a nudge, a quiet knowing. You move not from control but from receptivity, a state of allowance, a rhythm of co-creation.

Each piece arrives with its own tempo. Some come soft and slow. Some land bold and fast. Some arrive in waves. Others in silence.

The act of creating becomes a dance. Sometimes a sprint. Sometimes a stillness. Sometimes a back and forth. It can feel as if you’ve stepped into the field of another life, following its breath and rhythm, allowing it to be shaped.

You might get three quarters of the way through and it all goes quiet. Not wrong, just paused. Not done, just waiting. Until it’s ready again