There is no better way to begin this except to say that I have missed you.
As I was so wonderfully reminded of this evening, in a moment of unconscious sharing of oneself during a pause in slinging vino, I just need to move forward once again, and that means putting the past behind. I cannot, nor do I want to, go backward. It’s much too late for that anyway. (My apologies to the couple at the end of the bar – in my writer’s reverie I may have neglected you a bit, more than I would normally.)
And I love how the universe never stops working, sometimes so very hard for us, even when we believe it surely must have abandoned us for an easier Soul to heal.
In the last 3 months, I have become a Grand Aunt to a little goddess named Sophia (meaning “wisdom”) – how apropos. I have relocated to a beautiful and peaceful home that is slowly being decorated in a coastal theme that will also block the visions of snow in a few months. I have made amazing new friends, some of the most heart-full people I have ever known. I have forgiven the Dark One* for his malevolent trespass. The One Truest* has changed direction, but he has often done that over the years, and we will meet on the path again one day.
In short, life is good. Better than ever in many ways.
Although I have written several pieces over the last 2 years, I have yet to publish or publicly share any of them. I may never. There are others still that are unfinished, like the untitled supernatural thriller that I once thought I should write to Stephen King and let him have it. Then there is Whitehall. I am letting that one simmer.
Currently, I need a new desk chair. Hey, this is important! It is where I will be creating anew and perhaps finishing those dusty ol’ tales. As my hipster SoulSisterFriend Jordan told me tonight, it all could be about to happen and it’s time for me to sit me arse down and scribble.
Oh, and I am getting my first tattoo. More on that later.
So, I’m back. I just needed to find a new place to write.
*References from my book “Warrior of the Deepsake”