Creativity in Practice

I love my job. I really do. Without meaning to sound "religious," I sincerely feel that working in the arts, helping artists of all sorts build capacity around the many non-arts activities they need to attend to in order to make their work seen and experienced widely is my calling. I can honestly say it inspires me and brings out my own best creative self, and I am happy to go to work each day to tackle my challenges with openness.

But something happened to me this past Sunday that has turned my life upside down. My daughter's partner gave birth to the beautiful boy below. I never expected to be a grandmother at my age--I had my own children relatively late. Responsible planning aside, life has no reason of its own to meet MY expectations. I am floating on the endorphins of euphoria. I've never see my daughter so happy. As for her partner, whose belly we watched growing steadily over the past three seasons, I thank her for the most deeply creative act I can possibly imagine.