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	<title>Comments on: Transition II</title>
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		<title>By: kelly</title>
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		<description>finding your post from June reminds me that nothing happens by chance...
i just finished writing my morning journal pages asking the same question, &quot;why do i think i&#039;m an artist?&quot; and writing the same thought, &quot;there&#039;s not enough hours in my day...if only i had more time to create all that is in my head&quot; as you have here. And yet, like you, the reality is i have done so much over the past year. i often wonder why i feel as though i haven&#039;t done much...is it because we are blessed to do what we love that we don&#039;t feel like we&#039;re &quot;working&quot;? or maybe because we create because we know it is what we must do, not because of the money or because someone else is telling us it is our &quot;job&quot;?
i don&#039;t know...but i treasure the moments like this that i find another who is travelling the same road...
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>finding your post from June reminds me that nothing happens by chance&#8230;<br />
i just finished writing my morning journal pages asking the same question, &#8220;why do i think i&#8217;m an artist?&#8221; and writing the same thought, &#8220;there&#8217;s not enough hours in my day&#8230;if only i had more time to create all that is in my head&#8221; as you have here. And yet, like you, the reality is i have done so much over the past year. i often wonder why i feel as though i haven&#8217;t done much&#8230;is it because we are blessed to do what we love that we don&#8217;t feel like we&#8217;re &#8220;working&#8221;? or maybe because we create because we know it is what we must do, not because of the money or because someone else is telling us it is our &#8220;job&#8221;?<br />
i don&#8217;t know&#8230;but i treasure the moments like this that i find another who is travelling the same road&#8230;</p>
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