It’s been 1 year and 1 day since I wrote anything of substance. Though I’m sure it’s not true, it feels like it’s been a year since I had a thought of any substance.
This year has seen the fruition of a vision, and the changing of a career. Blessing upon blessing can also come with stress and anxiety. Who knew? But here I sit, clacking away on the ol’ QWERTY, and I am happy and fulfilled and in the flow.
The remarkable thing is that life finds a way. Throughout this time of desired change, life continues. I’ve been elated and exhausted; frustrated and free; hopeful and hopeless. Most souls keep breathing. Some do not. Tides roll in and out. The sun and moon dance. We laugh, and we cry, and we hope, and we dream.
This is the eternal condition. The “always-ness” that builds into years, into lifetimes. The gentle rocking of the universe and the lullaby that sings, “I am here. You are safe.”
So. It’s been a year.