Spring is such a magical time of the year—a time when the flora bursts with possibility, the rains rejuvenate, the sun shines with promise and, if you’re an allergy sufferer like me, the pollen has your face swelling and you start to resemble the elephant man—or woman—until doped on antihistamines (in which case you resemble a zombie).
Noctua Review was released today and it was such an honor to see “Perspective” gracing the cover. This marks my visual art debut. I also have more photography appearing in this issue's pages.
I've gotten word that one of my poems will be appearing in issue #3 of Blinking Cursor, due out in June. There's also the NE-SCBWI Conference coming up next week. Lots blooming in the creative sectors!
In the midst of all of these creative flowerings, my awareness of and my connection to the Earth and to Spirit has been deepening through gardening. As I dig into the earth with my trowel and plant (this year another azalea bush along with Siberian irises), I feel the energy in the ground whirring and whirling with the generative force that flows through and guides the universe, and it is then when I realize my true nature. I remember the light. The rainbow bending in the sky after the storm heralds new beginnings and reminds me of the work that calls me. I feel uplifted and empowered, dancing around like a happy child with a wide smile, remembering the ripeness of endless possibilities.
I hope this season of renewal births many new possibilities for you. Thank you for checking in. Until next time…
Noctua Review was released today and it was such an honor to see “Perspective” gracing the cover. This marks my visual art debut. I also have more photography appearing in this issue's pages.
I've gotten word that one of my poems will be appearing in issue #3 of Blinking Cursor, due out in June. There's also the NE-SCBWI Conference coming up next week. Lots blooming in the creative sectors!
In the midst of all of these creative flowerings, my awareness of and my connection to the Earth and to Spirit has been deepening through gardening. As I dig into the earth with my trowel and plant (this year another azalea bush along with Siberian irises), I feel the energy in the ground whirring and whirling with the generative force that flows through and guides the universe, and it is then when I realize my true nature. I remember the light. The rainbow bending in the sky after the storm heralds new beginnings and reminds me of the work that calls me. I feel uplifted and empowered, dancing around like a happy child with a wide smile, remembering the ripeness of endless possibilities.
I hope this season of renewal births many new possibilities for you. Thank you for checking in. Until next time…
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