Are you an artist?
I took a break from my desk around lunch time and dropped by the art supplies store on the corner near my office. I do this whenever I need some aesthetic relief (just browsing the art supplies gets my creative juices flowing). There was another lady in the store who had just paid for her purchase and was on the way to the door when I stepped up to the counter with my supplies.
“Are you an artist?” she asked.
I didn’t even have to think about it.
“Yes!” I replied.
I had never been asked such a thing before and it surprised me a little, but my lack of hesitation in answering is all proof I need of my beingness.
Whatever I choose for the moment to be, above all else I’m an artist, you see.