Going To Pieces Without Falling Apart

I can claim no part of this title other than I read Mark Epstein’s book in my early 20s and it is still on my bookshelf today. I always wonder why we hold on to some things and let go of others. In this case, as I revisit the books on my shelves I wonder how much of what I read stayed with me?

Over the past few years I have been shedding everything from my life that doesn’t belong. It’s poetic justice that I happen to be an artist, because just how a sculptor works by taking away everything that doesn’t belong so too do I find myself arriving at who I am.

With that I revisit these books, these stories, these lessons, these findings. And what I have unveiled is short of perfection, because as I reread Epstein’s message it feels just as fresh and inspiring today as it did over 20 years ago. His message feels relevant, true and comforting.

From my perspective so far, life is exactly that - a constant opportunity to find ourselves going to pieces without falling apart. Just as I pay homage to the vocal artists that sustained me in my youth, I pay homage to the writers who dared to share their truths. Thank you!