I watered my hardened clay today, to prepare it for work in the days to come.
That took everything I had in me.

As far as my check-in goes for my "Heart" focus, this describes pretty much how every day has gone this week. I don't know if it's ready to be fully open, but it's putting in the effort to soften.

I crossed the threshold of the studio where my heart lives, and nothing was too far gone to salvage.

I like to imagine my clay singing now, as it soaks into the first stage of reconstituted, new life.

This song was written for me and clay! Till death do us part, and even then, I'm not so sure it's over.