When we are angry or depressed in our creativity we have misplaced our power. We have allowed someone else to determine our worth and then we are angry at being undervalued.
The people on my mum's side of the family are atheist intellectuals who are ueber-proper. My dad's side of the family are missionaries who are more comfortable sitting around in sweatpants than they are in a five-star restaurant. But those two influences converged in my life.
