Honestly, the last 6 days have been extremely demanding. I’ve embarked upon this journey to reestablish a dedicated studio and yoga practice. I set the intention to create.

I’ve managed to paint and practice yoga nearly everyday. That’s right, nearly. I missed one day of painting and started to beat myself up about it.

The day after my missed painting, I was feeling extremely defeated. My car had been towed, my phone broke, and I felt like s*@t. I tried to make a happy, “Peery-like” image — it was forced, inauthentic, and looked like s*@t. I ripped it up.

I took a deep breath and decided to just paint what I was feeling. The painting is dark, confused, and frustrated. The painting is true to what I was feeling. And I admire it.

Then I practiced yoga at home as the sun was setting. The pinks and corals of the sun came in through the window. I suddenly felt better. No longer tense or frustrated but blissful. The colors washed into the room and covered everything; I was in a rose-gold euphoria. So I set a simple intention — to release and appreciate.

I am trying be grateful for the trying times. I am grateful for the loving and supportive people around me. For the space and time to create. For a place to call home. For my body. For my curious mind. I am grateful.