I'm way behind in my journal writing. Too many things happening! And time is going by faster and faster. If only there were a pause button… ☺
While growing up in Indiana, August signaled the end of summer. School would soon begin. September would inevitably give way to cooler temperatures. The freedom that summertime brought every year would soon be gone.
April 3, 2016
In college, a friend recommended I listen to Tori Amos’s breakthrough album Little Earthquakes. I didn’t want to. I was resistant to something beyond my comfort zone. (Looking back, this had more to do with me and the comfort zone I hadn’t yet shed—both as a person and as a creative voice.) My friend kept insisting, and finally I gave in. Upon first listen, I was hooked. How could I have avoided such great music for so long?
February 22, 2015
The winter sky is aflame with color. Over the past couple of weeks, southern California sunsets have been breathtaking. As is true in so much of life, it’s something to bear witness to in a fleeting moment before it disappears. This is my favorite time of year—cool weather, red hues in the sunset, and a sense of purpose as the year starts to unfold. It’s the season of possibility.
December 28, 2014
Something ends, and something new begins. As 2014 draws to a close, I look back on a year of massive change.
I remember reading my horoscope at the end of 2013, and that was indeed the prediction: 2014 was to bring turmoil and great metamorphosis. Little did I know what was headed my way.