In Order to Race, I have to Slow Down

It's not the tortoise and the hare.  I am the only one in the race.  The race is.....?

Is there a race? Should there be a race?  Do I have to race to fulfill my goals, or do I have to change what I want from art?

What are my goals? What do I want from art?  Some of my friends can answer that question, not for me, but for themselves. 

What I want to say- to express, gets all mixed up with what I can produce, my ability with technique-  my ability to produce, ----my ability!

So, I worry that I am not there yet.  Where?  The finish line?  The final lap of what race?  I came to art late.  I have been creative all my life.  I have only been exposed to fiber art for the last several years.  These years were spent absorbing possibility.

Now that I have found an idea, a method of expression-  I am afraid that I will not  fulfill my expectations.

I think I have to mute my expectations and enjoy the process.  Slowly, with enjoyment, find the opportunity to express with the tools, actual and internal, that I have without worry of the result.  Be true to me and what is important to me.

Enjoy the process.