I bought another journal today that I didn’t need. My daughter says I have a fetish for journals – and she’s probably right. I have thin and fat, large and small, colorful and plain journals stuck in all sorts of places – including by my bed, in my car, the office, kitchen and here now as I sit in our town common at the local farmer’s market. 
I’ve spent years working feverishly, keeping up with business and not realizing that my personal life was coming second…until now.
I’ve come to realize that my tsunami was a result of catering to the needs of others. It was necessary for them to proceed in their flow…not mine. Upon realizing this, I have now had to stop and make changes. I need to move and flow in life and... |
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