Sometimes there's a lot to be said about watching paint dry. It's like watching a flower grow or the sun go down below the horizon. It is deeply relaxing. It's a reminder of our true natures as you sink into the tranquility within. Slowly, imperceptibly, inevitably, shapes take form as the paint dries. There is the occassionally intervention by myself as I shape this process of allowance. The flow of colours begin to manifest something wonderful that previously didn't exist. What an honour it is to be a creator!