Isn´t it magic to create? Time and space disappears, when one merges with what is being created. All everyday life problems disappear when
fully engaging in creating a piece of art. Suddenly there is no "I" no longer, there is only creation happening all by itself. If there were pain,
or worries, they disappears. Somehow, the creating in itself is a gateway to something magic. There happens a "forgetting" of the everyday life, and
something bigger enters the beingness. The worries seems no longer important, there is peace, spaceousness, love, freedom within this experience.