Sort Out the Magic

I have a retreat a home away from home across the driveway It is so much fun to have my own place with couches, and a bed, away from the mess of the house A mess I created the livingroom is beautiful so put together and peaceful yet where do I invariably go? To the art studio, all messy and excitable. paint brushes amok on the floor with a variety of other debris. The floor alone is an embarrassment. For some crazy reason it's okay to be creative here, better than okay, imperative. And I do so like a good hard mess. It helps me to sort out the magic.