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"Follow Your Bliss..."

That used to be my motto, my guiding principle, handed down from none other than the great Joseph Campbell himself.

It was on my refrigerator.  It was a doorway, an invitation...

It reminded me on a daily basis that art is a journey.  Art must be woven into the fabric of life.  It is the thread of story, the thread of mystery, that brings our own personal myths to life.

When I first saw The Power of Myth, more than 15 years ago in a comparative religion class, it changed my life forever.  It ripped down temple curtains, it tore away veils, it cracked my cornerstone.

In the past few days I've been reawakened, reminded, reinvigorated--to the power of art, to the power of myth, to the power of story and claiming our own.

It's good to drink water when you've been in the desert for a long, long time.

It's good to click your heels and find yourself home.

Or rather, it's good to stumble out of the undergrowth and pick back up with the Yellow Brick Road.

Passion, beauty, and love, folks--24 hours at a time...