Acceptance

See what I mean about me being confusing.There's so many ways to think about things, it just seems like I’m all over the place like my alcohol ink paintings...But I think that’s the very thing I have to accept...Which is the fact that my alcohol ink is confusing, yet at the same time, she’s also so amazing in so many ways.When you look at her up close, she’s got so much depth and you can see the layers and the lines and they really do blow your mind.There’s just something about her that makes you wanna get up close and personal, ya know?It’s like she really turns you on and once she does, you can’t seem to let her go.And from a distance, she doesn’t always look like you think she does.Sometimes she looks hideous.Sometimes she looks to pale or too tired or too stressed. But really behind what you see, is something amazing. Something really beautiful. Sometimes she looks like a masterpiece and her glory is blinding. And so it seems like the more I understand her and who she really is, up close and from a distance, the better I get at understanding mySelf. Cuz I am her I think...Which means I understand how to move my energy in a way that makes me feel amazing.So really, I think she’s one that's raising my frequency.I think she’s pushing me to be just like her...That even though I don’t always make sense, I’m actually in perfect order.Falling together at the right time.And I just needed to learn how to use the qualities I have to my advantage as opposed to resisting them.So acceptance helps me make sense of who I am.And that’s all I wanted, more than anything.I just wanna make sense...you know what I'm sayin'?LET’S BE SOCIALConnect with me via my favourite hangouts;+ @ ArtistSarahLong on Instagram+ @AlcoholInkArtStories+ Art Stories Site+ Confessions of an Empath