Gratitude to Mother Earth, sailing through night and day–
and to her soil: rich, rare, and sweet

in our minds

so be it.

Gratitude to Plants, the sun-facing light-changing leaf
and fine root-hairs; standing still through wind
and rain; their dance is in the flowing spiral...

The taste of bliss in the absence of all thought . Sanskrit

This is what I try to achieve every time I sit down to create. Its like a drug really. That point where you are creating without thought. 

 I often describe my creative process as a dust devil. There's this tiny...