Ever catch yourself alone and quiet enough to realize that the voice you are hearing is your own?
When I was seventeen I started writing poetry.
When I turned twenty I was hooked on Shakespeare and Wordsworth. When I was 24 I met Maya Angelou in a Winston-Salmen, NC bookstore. Lucky enough as I look back I was brave enough to go up to her and not only tell her she was an AMAZING poet, but also ask for an autograph….
I still have it tuck away safe and still remember her voice, so deep and kind– every detail about what she said and what she had on and especially my impression of SUCH a INFAMOUS person imprinted in my memory forever….
Now I am MUCH older than twenty and still LOVE Shakes and Words but man o man what I LOVE more than ANYTHING are WORDS….
Honestly after MANY years of ‘fighting dragons” I find myself sitting here in the silence of the night THANKFUL for my own curiosity, my own self-examination–self examination that was not forced, but that came as natural as the color of my hair. I sit here, still young enough to think I am young but old enough to know better….
I started this blog to explore my inner self as a mother, artist and person who was living in consistent flux of ….not knowing….
solitude fits me well… like my favorite jeans–
Two years ago somwhere between winter and spring I found a a book lying on the floor at Barnes and Nobles left unshelved by some other hand. I bent down to pick it up instead of stepping on it meaning to put it back on the shelf but as I looked at the words written on the cover ….I looked deep enough to be asked inside…Gift by the Sea…by Anne Morrow Lindenburg….I opened the first page and did not stop reading until I finished the last word on the last page…I melted into it…like a sugar cube in warm coffee…I didn’t want to put it down and neither did the universe…after I closed the book I walked up to the counter and paid for it. I have passed it on to two friends….and now to you my friends who lend me your ears every time I go into my solitude, write and post on this blog. I am so grateful for having a following and so grateful for being part of the on going, never ending GIFT of writing….
Cheers to me! For One Hundred Posts!
Cheers to you for reading!
Cheers to the universe for bringing us together!
It is never the end…..
Only the beginning all over again.