You step into a kind of magic circle when you start writing, and you step into a magic circle when you start reading. … You step into the portal to discover what you didn’t know you were looking for.*
I enter the portal every morning not sure of what is going to happen, and I struggle to be open through reading and writing and doodling.
I’ve been coming here, in some shape or form, for almost twenty four years and it’s never exhausted as a space for possibility.
Indeed, if anything, it is growing in its fecundity.
And hopefully, god willing, I will come out a little changed.
*From Austin Kleon’s blog: Entering the portal.