My writing, my practice and my healing is filling my time. The days grow shorter and my decision to stay in Alaska for another winter settles in to reality. I get small waves of excitment (or fear). I trust I'll find my way. So far, so good. When I stay in the moment, my heart stops hurting and I'm grateful for the gifts of the spirit. The journey in yoga, writing a novel and beginning a new part of my life has brought me to a deeper understanding of my body, my creative process and innovative ways to make a living. Must be the season of the witch.
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