There is something very meditative about ceramics. It has taught me more about non-attachment and transience than any book or retreat.
I came to ceramics with a long held belief that I wasn't artistic. Six years ago, I took a parent/teen clay class with my youngest son and discovered that my hands had a wisdom of their own.
I treasure the hours I spend in the studio focused on the being and the doing and letting my thinking brain quiet. This has been a gift for my other work - I am a novelist and spend so much of my time in that thinking place. Ceramics creates a much needed balance to my life.
I owe a debt of gratitude to my friend and fellow writer, Bliss Morgan, who coined the term 'Dragon Bellies" when she saw my hand built work.