Beginning
Welcome to my new blog. This isn't the first time I've written a blog--I wrote pretty consistently when I was going through a rough patch about seven years ago. Writing was therapeutic for me. When I wrote, I felt connected to myself and to the universe. I felt like God came through me. I wrote about my experience going through cancer treatment (you can find my previous posts here ) and what I was learning along the way. The thing is, writing for me was the activity that crystallized those juicy nuggets of learning and discovery that life has a tendency to deliver if you pay attention. Typically, we move so fast that it's a challenge just to pay attention. Busy is a badge of honor, and I am no exception. "How are you?" people ask, and I say, "You know, BUSY, how about you?" I pay most attention when I have time and space for thoughtful reflection. When I give myself the gift of solitude. When I let the words flow through my fingertips onto t...