My Creative Quest

When I first looked back on 2025, my instinct was to label it as a difficult year. A year that felt heavy at times. A year where life seemed to ask more than I felt ready to give.

But then I did something different. I slowed down. I looked again.

I looked through my calendar, my photos, the quiet evidence of days lived. And there it was — goodness I hadn’t fully noticed while I was in it. Moments of creativity. Small beginnings. Gentle persistence. Proof that even in seasons of struggle, something meaningful was still unfolding.

I noticed how often I had created without giving myself credit for it. About twice a month, on average, I made something — a painting, a drawing, a small expression of what I was feeling or learning. More than I would have guessed if I hadn’t paused long enough to look back!

What surprised me most was not how much I made, but how it made me feel. Creating became a place to rest. A space to dream. A willingness to try — without pressure, without perfection. It reminded me that creativity doesn’t require vast stretches of time, only presence and permission.

As I reflect now, this past year feels less like something I survived and more like something I was gently shaped by. It feels like a quest — one that is teaching me to rest when needed, to dream every day and to simply keep trying. And to notice, to stay curious, and to trust the quiet pull toward what feels like peace.

As I look toward 2026, my hope is simple: more curiosity, more creativity, and more calm. And I hold gratitude for the peace-filled gift of another Camino — another chance to walk, to listen, and to become. Because the Camino gives me the space to breathe and just be.

Thank you for being here with me, and for walking alongside me on this creative journey.