When I take a break, even just a brief one, the creative energy flows in. Only then do I have anything of value to share with others. Once I recognized this, I stopped feeling guilty about taking time for myself.
If you are open to change and welcome surprise, you know the secret of creativity and the secret of life.
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If you are open to change and welcome surprise, you know the secret of creativity and the secret of life.
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