Placing my children in different spaces so that I could write was my most difficult challenge today. "I just want to spend time with you." echoed through my mind as I sat down in my comfy clothes, perched at my dining room table crafting a proposal that I'd been longing to begin. I quickly felt the guilt creep up but as I began typing, it faded, and my writing spirit took over. It felt freeing to have the house to myself to just spend time thinking about my research and being able to reflect on it while drinking a cup of my favorite - Candy Cane Lane tea. <3
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Today, more than any other day, I have felt my journey to becoming. I feel as though I want to be so many things and to be truer and more authentic than I have ever been. I feel as though I am a rosebud gradually, steadily opening to new experiences. Most of my life others have sought to silence my story or have sought to keep me bound. Today, more than any days past I feel more freely becoming.
The autumn paths I see before me are avenues of beauty that draw my heart back to a sense of place.i am drawn to them. I am drawn to the earth and to nature. I am deeply in love with place. I find myself daydreaming about serene walks and writing in a space and place of solace...a sacred, quiet place where I can just be. |
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