It’s been a while since I have posted – overwhelmed, overworked, under-cared for, and I haven’t had the creative chops to attempt a post. It’s kind of like an exercise regimen – once you get out of sync it is really hard to get back into the flow. But I am trying. I know how good it is for me, and how fulfilling, so here goes…

A couple of people deserve credit for gently nudging me back in this direction – my sister sent me to a local psychic, and I had my first reading ever. It was a pretty wild meeting. Sister and I were both expecting a Tyler Henry experience, and while it delivered (sort of) it did not come close to the clarity he achieves in ten minutes with clients. It did, however remind me of my love of creativity and the arts, not painting with colours but with words – hence, back we are. More on the Medium later…

The second person deserving of credit is a powerhouse of a woman I see weekly due to my car accident last year, (oh yeah, THAT also contributed to me being thrown out of sync – more on THAT later) Morgan at Forge Physio. She is small in stature but mighty in strength, and we like to chat while she puts me through my paces. We connected on the ‘gram today, and she discovered my blog – apparently my narrative voice is 2000’s Lindsay Lohan. I am still unpacking what that means, but I am flattered, nonetheless. Thanks to Morgan, she pushed me back to revisiting my posts, and reconfirmed what the psychic suggested as well: don’t forget your passions and what brings you pleasure, even in the darkest and hardest of days – these are the things that pull us out of the darkness.

So here I am, dusting the rust off and attempting to write again. It’s not January, there are no resolutions, other than the constantly evolving attempt to be kind to myself and to practice self-care guilt-free, and in the moment. I hope to write more often and more in-depth. At the very least, there is a very good upcoming story about my first visit to a Medium!

Thanks, Sister.

Thanks, Morgan.