Today I went outside my comfort zone. For a long time, I carried this quiet story about myself that said, “I am not an artist.” And honestly, I believed it. It was not even something I questioned much. It was just one of those little identity statements we pick up somewhere along the way and keep repeating without realizing how much it limits us. But today, I let myself try something different.

The deeper the question, the simpler the answer usually is. I think we often believe life’s biggest questions require complex explanations. We think if the question is big enough, the answer must be big too. It must be layered, mystical, difficult to understand, or hidden somewhere far away from where we are. Questions like: What is my purpose? What is the meaning of life? How do I stay present? How do I hear my intuition? How do I find peace? These are deep questions. They a