I have been away from my blog for almost a year and it really feels like I went into hibernation. I had shut down on many levels, not because I was away from the world but simply because I had disconnected from my muse. I felt like I really had nothing left to say but now I know that I had too much going on and I simply was not able to externally deal with it.
I am not sure what has helped me to break free of that sense of needing to withdraw deep inside of myself but now I am fighting my way back to the light. I have started back into my writing for my dissertation. I have landed a role in a play and I am hoping to hear back this week on a project proposal that could earn me some badly needed money.
So I am wake and back in the world and I am again looking for stories to tell and things to ponder. Perhaps it was the baby robins perched at our doorstep. What better sign of hope and life could there possibly be than such fragile beauty greeting you every time you step out your door and there when you return to the comfort of your home?
I am not sure what has helped me to break free of that sense of needing to withdraw deep inside of myself but now I am fighting my way back to the light. I have started back into my writing for my dissertation. I have landed a role in a play and I am hoping to hear back this week on a project proposal that could earn me some badly needed money.
So I am wake and back in the world and I am again looking for stories to tell and things to ponder. Perhaps it was the baby robins perched at our doorstep. What better sign of hope and life could there possibly be than such fragile beauty greeting you every time you step out your door and there when you return to the comfort of your home?
