Footsteps

I am slowly walking my way back here.
Reminding myself of the power of writing.
I spent three years exploring my life in this spot.
Why does it elude me now?
Do I not need it any more?
Do I think it is a waste of time?
Am I distracted by other writing spaces?
I am curious.
I am still confused by my resistance.
I'll leave it at that!

When the Mood Strikes

Happiness and moonshine has been sitting here quietly and consistently being source of both memory and consternation for me. I love this place I created. It was a source of amazing growth for me and it so served a huge purpose in what I am creating today. I want to write here, but then I want to write there...then here...then there.....the there has won out lately and it still is possibly where most of my writing will sit....but then there is here...this place where I get to really just show up at a moments notice and write about pretty much nothing and it feels good. It feels really good to me to write in this story telling way. I actually also write in a personal journal that I use as my morning pages....and even that doesn't create the same sensation as this place. So...how about this; Why don't I say that I will use this space, for now, as my go to 'fix' for when I want to make 'much ado about nothing'. That feels good. Thanks for waiting.

Thank you for being here gracefully waiting and being a source of both growth and memory for me. For now...I write here when the mood hits.