“We are not straws in the wind to be blown in every direction___but important persons who can take command and make every minute of this new day something to remember.” Joyce Hifler’s “Pathways”
I am beginning to remember such beliefs about myself. I welcome them. I am remembering my dreams; its not that I had forgot them! I just felt waited down, and like I had to just grieve. Something has shifted. The grieving group? The book I read? Those helped I am sure because I did feel that much lighter. I am ready to test the waters. I plunged into writing an email and sending it to Stone Coast regarding the MFA in Writing. They called, and have me another suggestion of Maine Writers Alliance. This may be the write fit. I am a little surprise with myself. It’s like really? I am going to do this? I am not letting myself bring doubt into it. If I have a melt down it can only last so long! And I believe I will rally and be ok. I think that is a good place to be in my mind.
I am looking for structure in my day, and to improve skills, and guidance with my writing. The writing is an important part to writing an instructional book, I can marry the art I do with the writing I do. It will help with other writing projects. These writing projects are meant to be revenue streams in the future.
“Following a hunch is sometimes like following a path into the deep woods. Your not sure you know what is there, but the lure of something keeps telling you to go on.” Joyce Hifler, “Pathways.”
I keep checking in with who I am? LOL! I think something we all do. Or better yet! Who do I want to be? I do know understand as much as I loved Tom, we have always been ourselves, individuals with different likes and interests, though many of them the same. He supported what ever I did. And before his death I was working on my dreams. It would be yet an other thing that dies if I do nothing about my dreams.