Learning to live in my light.
I’ve had quite a few blogs over the last few years, but no one spot has felt just right. My perfectionist nature led me keep to moving until I felt I could settle down for awhile. Ironically, I settled here: a space named after my first ever blog. It feels good. It feels telling. It feels like home. Although I haven’t been writing as consistently as I hoped, I try to write when I can. Sometimes that means, as Liz Gilbert says, awkwardly, sometimes that means literally scribbling on the back of a napkin to capture the perfect thought that dropped in to say hello, but what that always means is writing honestly and from the deepest parts of my heart. I believe in telling my story and I believe in telling it outloud. Here’s hoping that this space feels as good to you as it does to me.