Wishes. Ideas. Decisions. Plans. Unknowns. Uncertainty. Possibility. First steps. Deep breaths. I begin again. Back on the path of what I love to do: Write. Coach. Facilitate. When I read
writing
the novel of novels
I’m reading novels again. It is an absolute joy to be returning to this simple pleasure. Especially while gently rocking in the hammock, feeling the light breeze, occasionally glancing out
stillpoint
It seems many roads are leading me to acknowledge, embrace and accept that I am indeed where I need to be. And right now that entails non-activity, non-striving, non-productivity. Simply
trusting myself
I finished an article for fall publication this Monday. As usual it took longer than I expected – but I did meet the deadline and I am happy with what