This painting illustrates the need to do so, in order to silence the voices that can both steal and control our attention and perceptions of reality.

Shut out the outside world, bury your head in the sand, and see what happens when everything else falls silent.

There, you may take root and have space to grow freely.

My skin became bark
Branches grew from my bones
Little buds started to sprout on my fingers
I was equally rooted and dissolved
And my whole being blossomed