Let It Be

"And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be "-The Beatles

Last week, I got the dreaded question that, in an instant, sends me spinning off course. Just as I am going surely in the direction of my dreams, feeling certain about the how and the why. While basking in the midst of fellow artisans, a woman I had just met asked, "so, you're a writer?"  -"Yes," I answered brightly, until she followed up with...."so, what do you write?" ....The jig was up. I knew I should immediately confess, "I'm not really a writer, I hope to be one day, and I have many many sincere intentions to write, but I have too little time, too many ideas, and just the right amount of excuses." Instead, I commenced to stammering, and I honestly don't remember what came out. I like to think this is a perpetual problem for artists. When one sets her heart and mind on creative enterprise, there is a period of isolation.  There are no famous beginners. Recognition takes determination and time, be it years, decades, or possibly post-mortem. The Craft must be the purpose, and what comes from within will be an expression of love.  I still don't have a response to the question but, I have faith that one day, there will be an answer.