I spent over 30 years climbing the corporate ladder—leading teams, building businesses, and achieving results. I had the title. The impact. The to-do lists. But somewhere along the way, I lost touch with myself.
I was constantly “on,” always thinking, pushing, producing. I felt exhausted… and numb. Until one day, I stumbled upon a video of someone pouring paint. No brushes. No rules. Just color and flow. Something clicked.
That night, I grabbed some cheap paints and gave it a try. It was messy. Imperfect. Beautiful. And for the first time in years—I felt free.