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Ah, the blank page. The damn blinking cursor. As any writer will tell you, sometimes they're a source of excitement but more often than we'd like to admit, they haunt our dreams.
Auspicious start, no? Nevertheless, hi! I'm happy you're here, whether you are here by intention or just happened to stumble across my little corner of the Internet.
Where is here, exactly? That's an excellent question. If we were looking at an old-timey map, we'd be standing solidly in a blank spot or a space marked "Here be dragons." You join me as I emerge from a journey through the liminal space, the breath between chapters.
What this next chapter will be, I don't know. I have vague, half-formed pictures and intentions but no clear signage along the road quite yet. What I do know is that I'm determined to find the simple joy, the nudges from spirit, the magic along the way - wherever that way might lead.
That'll likely look like a lot of writing about writing, about hope, about mindfulness and self-care and community, about resilience and survival, and about re-discovering (and re-creating) the soulful life.
So, where do we go from here? The truth is, I'm can't say where this grand adventure will lead (that is, after all, the point of an adventure, isn't it?). I'm following breadcrumbs. Keeping my eyes peeled for sunlight-dappled paths, for doorways dripping in magic and possibility.
For now, I leave you with a few older pieces of writing that still speak to my soul. I hope you'll keep reading!