I let go slowly, of the need for everyone to understand what I meant the way I understand it,
I let go slowly, realizing that what touches another person may have little to do with my original intention,
I let go slowly, accepting that meaning changes the moment the work leaves mine,
I let go slowly, am I just sharing an experience or demanding a reaction from everyone who sees it,
I let go slowly, and the real ownership becomes lighter to carry day by day…
I closely observe, how different people stand before the same thing and walk away holding a different truth,
I closely observe, amazed that one creation can become many experiences without betraying oneself,
I closely observe, resisting the temptation to correct every interpretation that diverges from my own,
I closely observe, am I protecting the work or protecting my experienced attachment to it,
I closely observe, and certainty loosens its grip a little more as long as you’re open and willing…
I understand now, that connection matters more than controlling how every message is received,
I understand now, that the most profound moments in my life often emerged from meanings that others never intended to convey,
I understand now, that resonance lives beyond explanation and rarely asks permission before entering,
I understand now, am I seeking genuine understanding, or am I merely seeking control disguised as understanding,
I understand now, and the difference feels surprisingly tender as I slowly become…
I remain connected, to everyone who came before me and everyone who will come after me, as I share my creations,
I remain connected, through stories, images, songs, ideas and fragments carried across generations unseen,
I remain connected, knowing that no matter how solitary it may feel, I am never making anything entirely alone
I remain connected, can I trust that I may also belong in this larger conversation as well,
I remain connected, and the work feels less like mine and more like ours, because the purpose of creation is not only expression but participation in something greater than myself…
Watchwords:
Ownership becomes lighter
Certainty loosens its grip
The difference feels tender
I belong inside this conversation
The work feels like ours
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..
As and will always be reminding you to dream:
