Sometimes I get all caught up and drugged out and so deep into my art that I can’t see back out. I start to break all my good habits and hurtle headlong into the furnace. This is where meditation has saved my life. I stop and remember to breathe and return to my true nature and everything is alright. I breathe in everything and let out everything and remind myself that I’m not supposed to hold any of it. I’m just a part of the whole flow. All that matters is I do my best and respect and love others.