It's Spring here in North Texas. Volatile weather conditions are normal; thunderstorms, warm fronts, cold fronts, tornadoes, and flash floods abound. But so does the simple beauty of wildflowers lining the roads, and trees in full bloom, exhaling a cloud of yellow pollen.
Mother Nature is busy now. Plants are growing, blooming; birds are nesting, hatching, singing, flying.
I have been busy, too. Unfortunately I have allowed myself to be distracted by the needs of "the job", to the detriment of my creativity and spirituality. I'm staying longer hours at the job I'll be leaving in a few short months. But I've also been trying to make time to write, letting characters grow and allowing the story to wind vine-like, until it takes on a life of its own. And I'm working on other projects that I intend will bring in another revenue stream in the future.
Gypsy Reno is my ever-present editorial assistant. She has a wonderful sense of story, and she's a grammar fiend! She also reminds me to slow down and enjoy the process, whether it's writing, editing, or simply sitting on the porch watching the storm come in.
I feel like I've gotten myself on the highway by accident, and I'm caught in traffic and can't find my way home (to quote a favorite songwriter). I'm trying to remember to breathe and pay attention, to move into the slow lane, and spot the exit ahead. Soon I'll be able to focus on the things I love: reading, writing, sewing, traveling. And above all, resting.
I'm ready now to fully embrace my simple and charmed life. It's about time.
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