Difficult morning.

I knew this morning would be difficult. I have the desire to paint that huge canvas in the front porch.....I have images coming, drifting in front of my creative self. But they are not strong....they are watery fleeting images which do not stay...as if I have lost my connection.

I am aware that I needed grounding, but I didn´t mean to be grounded and confined. I today I feel like a bird whose wings have been clipped. SOmetimes the future looms before me, and endless succession of days where I behave like a puppet, pleasing everyone and performing the dance they request.
I need to calm down....... I need to shift my perspective.