i'm feeling kind of bad about myself because I was once a girl who used her blog as a journal. i wrote pretty much every day and i actually loved it. but ya know...life expands and one must adjust the sails to tend to what is absolutely required. much is required.
two weeks ago i came home from two weeks on ossabaw where i, along with my partner anne berry host the pigs fly retreats. i've talked about ossabaw here before...this was my longest stay ever and we had two tribes for this time around. both remarkable. tribe echo. tribe hinder me not. artists committing to their time on this wild island, each other in the pursuit of art and themselves--sharing fully. these art warriors inspire me. being with their courage and their vulnerability elevates my own experience and what i leave with. ossabaw is in my bones. sharing it with anne and now others has become a huge part of my life. my time there connects me to the truest part of myself. the rest falls away. i came home a better person. i would like to stay better. so i've chosen a slow re-entry.
so i'll step back into blogging as part of my re-entry. it's good for me. find-time-make-time-all- the-time.
respectfully yours with a handshake to be a better person and a better blogger,