It's been a long time since I've written things here or used this space because sometimes I am afraid to write. Who knew THAT could be so scary? I didn't....until I made myself write it.
The days have whooshed by me lately, and instead, my soul has dwelt in less life-giving things. No writing here, and a complete avoidance of what I affectionately called 'the clickety clack', which is to say space to write and the time to enjoy it. I have felt this keenly. I do not know why I have avoided it. I am changing lately, so much, and I feel it all of the time in whatever I'm doing. Change is shocking and scary and other times unspeakably good. Wonderful, refining, and life giving. More often than not it's the woozy feeling of both, which is right now the look of my life. I don't think you can see it on me from the outside looking in, because of course int he daily 'walking around life' there are many things to do, and I am mostly good at tricking people about these things. Not always impressive, but true.
