I’ve been wondering about a lot of things lately. I think the throughline might be aging.
I’m noticing a feeling of overwhelm. It might be for real—as in, anyone in like circumstances would feel this way—or, it might be about aging. I wonder.
Looking out my window at the powder blue sky above treetops adorned with golden leaves, I watch as a black bird silently drops diagonally across the great blue expanse and lights onto a gold limb.
Ahhhhhhh.
I had had the MOST marvelous weekend, and on Monday morning, I didn’t feel like getting back to work at all. I felt like…playing hooky!
I hadn’t thought about playing hooky in a LONG time, but here’s what happened.
I’ve always thought this was one of my best ideas ever.
When my oldest son, Ian, was born, I created an instant family tradition: birthday books!
I’m excited to share several deeply fulfilling opportunities for inner growth that I have experienced over the past few months.