As a grown adult I have discovered that I have a brain that needs to be quieted, a soul that needs to be fed and a heart that needs to be full. I struggle on a daily basis to be present and that is very difficult for me. I have phrases that I say to myself and breathing exercises that I do but the one thing that works for me every time is to sit down and create something. I have to be present and I love to become immersed in the feel of the paper, the placement of seemingly insignificant scraps, and the endless possibilities before me. It is therapeutic and becoming a necessary part of my day.