On Changing

I found this passage in my personal art journal the other day, from about two years ago. I can see the changes I have gone through as a person, as a quilter, as an artist. This “healing through art” portion of my journey is now over, but I can see a new journey is beginning. That isn’t to say I won’t find art healing - I always will. But it is not the focus of my art any longer, the way it was when I first started on it.
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"It is amazing when you realize that you have been saved, again, by the very thing you love. For the second time in my life, quilting has saved me. Rescued me. Given me life and meaning and ...sustenance. I have spent the last half a year quilting and learning about this art form, but more importantly, learning about myself. And I have discovered another person inside this body... And slowly I am transforming ... I'm learning patience, and what that means. I'm learning kindness and concentration. But most importantly, I've finally fallen so in love with something that I've loved for a long time, so much so that I have [decided to change]. And I don't feel resentful about it, but just peaceful. I don't feel as angry or as sad. Just happy. And I'm letting the feelings of shame, dismay, and rejection wash away from me, and in its place a humble pride and love for what I do."