When I arrived home from a vacation this past Monday and was all set with my bikini for an early morning hot tub dip, I was dejected to discover the “Pool Closed” sign on the entrance door…
We all had so many different plans of what what we’d be doing and how we’d be living. But we are doing this now. Staying in. Taking care. Staying safe. Taking care of each other… This is all still life.
I was making eggs the other morning and was feeling the pain and sorrow surfacing from old wounds, and in that stillness of the moment, a sudden realization came to me…
It’s been a long journey for me to get back to wanting to record again, but life in all its mysterious ways and nudges to help us grow and change has gratefully led me to this new creative space and time.
One of my good friends recently said how there’s nothing more powerful than a woman who has been to hell and back. And I thought about that phrase, “to hell and back,” and how much its pertained to my own journey over the past few years…