a glimpse of my authentic life
I’ve shared a lot about learning to live with uncertainty, with change, with the I don’t know, and apparently some untoward part of me thought it might be enlightening to give me the opportunity to see how well I was doing, because on June 21, in unusual, weird, and terribly inconvenient circumstances, I fell and fractured the proximal humerus of my right arm…
My goal has been to post on this blog twice a month, but for the last few months, this hasn’t been going so well. In May and June I only posted once, and not until the next to the last day of each month. And now, in July, I find myself in the same dilemma. In part this happens when personal challenges — physical, emotional, mental/spiritual — come up with certain intensity, the consequences (and potential gifts, I tell myself) on a path of self-discovery…
The past three years for me have been among the most intense of my life. I like to keep my own counsel when it comes to my stories. Too many times a person can become her story to others who often project worry instead of holding the vision of wellness for her. I will, however, share some of my challenges here. Due to the Covid pandemic, plus physical issues…
Three years ago, in 2013, my memoir, Rare Atmosphere, An Inter-dimensional Affair of the Heart, was published. Shortly after that, however, my writing Muses took off for Bora Bora and haven’t returned since. It left me with a familiar niggling of sadness and melancholy. During this past year especially, happiness seemed to elude me…