Letting Go of Accidental
I’m showing up for myself. I am a writer and I am becoming a writer. Dropping Accidental has made me unafraid to speak my plans (my novels, the retreat center and workshops, and more), because they are also not accidental.
Pond Catastrophe: It’s My Lesson.
It’s been over eight hours since I discovered the empty pond, but I’m at peace, mostly because I was soft when I needed to be. Mostly because I didn’t toss away the lesson that landed in my lap.
A Journey in Review, Post 55: Disturbingly Comforting
Stay present as the disturbing bits unfold, because they will be weirdly comforting in the end.
When Rules Create Other
I interrupt
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