Finally, I woke up one day and discovered the paradox of keeping my relationship with writing at bay. It frees me up and causes a low-humming discomfort all at once. It’s the kind of discomfort we want to avoid because the surprise of freedom is too unfamiliar to befriend. I hope writing here will help me learn to simmer quietly in the process of writing and shed my attachment to results. No particular audience is intended, but if you’ve run into this blog somehow, maybe something in it will feel like you.
Thanks for stopping by!
Inspiring reflections from a thoughtful writer.
If it takes risk to do it ti might make you feel better to know only the great souls share their life and their insights, good for you and “way to go”!!!!
Angela and Juan Carlos, I’m sure you are both sitting right here next to me, aren’t you? That’s how it feels. Distance is so relative, isn’t it? Thanks for your comments.
You go on with your bad self! I can’t wait to read and read and read!
Thanks for sharing.
xo me
You know it. We are both so bad. Here’s to our bad selves! xoxo
Read a little, looked at photos on first page. Will delve into more when I get a chance! Love to you one!
HI, trying to get ahold of you… pls call me with your phone number. thanks!