New Year, New Hope

Hello Sweet Ones,

This past holiday season was truly intense. I'm just now resurfacing and taking a breath. If your winter was also busy and stressful, I hope you're starting to find similar relief.


I admit, I spent most of December pretty sick and bone tired.


Apologies if I owe you a message. There is a mounting list of obligations I seem unable to fulfill, which is hard for me to confess, but there it is. I have reading to do and email to write and thank you notes to send and I have every intention of getting it all done. One day at a time. I just might be slow.

In the meantime, I'm doing my best to fight the good fight.


I turned 40 this past month and there's a kind of release I'm feeling...


...this is it! I'm not perfect. Life is not perfect. But I'm full of wonder and awe at the great joy and love in my life, and most of that is tied to good, kind people.




And of course, plenty of that wonder is reserved for the beauty of our world.


This winter, in the midst of family trips, holiday celebrations, and difficult illness, I'm glad to say I've managed to attend to my writing, inner peace, and health as much as possible. January has been full of yoga, revision, and stolen minutes on the beach between winter storms. 



 

Tomorrow I'm heading out for a writing retreat with my beloved writing group, the Curly Wolves. There's nothing quite like some time away, in an unfamiliar landscape, with wild and wonderful women who know how to work, but also how to cut loose and howl.


I'll be diving into new material and setting goals for the year ahead.


I'm hopeful this year will grant us all new successes, new peace, and new joy. As always, thank you so much for stopping by. Best wishes, always. 💙



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