What is freedom?

I grab a paint brush and apply it to the canvas boldly. I do not care of the color. I do not care of the texture. I do not care of the style. I am just present. I am just expressing myself. I let go of my stress. Nothing can hold me back. I am expressing myself. I create what I like and want. When I think that I have to filter myself, then I lean into it and paint more.

I can think of color, style, texture, and composition. It is important. But I just want to experience creating art.

If you had wings, would you be staying on the ground? Most of the day you will fly. You would travel to places. You would be present enjoying the wind. Art helps me fly. I fly above the toxic thoughts. I fly above the daily stress. I fly above social pressures.

I leave my mind open to possibilities. Nothing is truly fixed. Everything is moving. The mind loves habit. But you can step out of your comfort zone. One step at a time.

I paint for hours. I draw for hours. Time is irrelevant at this point. I am present and enjoying my time. I am living. Step out of your head for once.