Return just to Go Away

I returned to work only to discover there was not enough work for me and I have to do something different, closer to the heart, closer to home. Everyone tell us creative people not to take our work to heart, we are after all, just prostituting our craft the best way we know how. I refuse! My stuff comes through me and takes the energy of a thunder bolt to pass through the conduit of a pencil, paintbrush or a keyboard and manifest itself into the medium of choice. How could I separate myself? N E ways, I hope find my thunder again.