I. am, project and feel self-acceptance. The pacifying of hearts, mine first.
Self-accepting myself, this life, my art/babies. Transmuting the need/will/desire/shock/paranoia/urge to change, alter, fix, trascend things/life/myself/others. I self-accept so I can thrive, celebrate and affirm the beauty that is life, my life, our life; this life. I embody patience and the capacity to be patient, to let things floourish, grow, without my boat being (over)rocked by others needs, lack, wants and suffering. My self first, so I can nourish others better.