The girl who was once from NYC, transplanted to the sticky trap of the CT countryside. Teacher, singer, writer, hippie chick. Dancer along the path through the dark.
~May words and music and laughter light the way to kindred spirits, kind of heart~
Also a Mommy. That's the most important thing that's happened along the way, but not what this blog will be about.
methinks I’m off to read. My writing seems a bit slow and I need some peace and easy which can so be found in books. Mellow day. Mellow night. Last week of the school year ahead. Lots to do and then onto a summer of come-what-may as I seek what can be sought, let go of what can’t be had, and live each day as well as I can, keeping company with my kids and friends, and sometimes family. Writing, singing, digging my toes into the sand, riding my bike and running on trails. Swimming as much as I can. The lake days await and the ocean calls my name. And maybe, somewhere along the way some of the other things, those important things that I don’t have, will also come to be, as I steer clear of what helps me not, and stick with all that helps me find and keep my center.