If I look out my window right now, at this moment in my life, it's the exact pink and ash lavender sunrise on snow-laden conifers...the exact photo I chose when I started this blog last May. Eight months ago, when I decided to take things under my own control and start this blog. As some …
If I look out my window right now, at this moment in my life, it’s the exact pink and ash lavender sunrise on snow-laden conifers…the exact photo I chose when I started this blog last May. Eight months ago, when I decided to take things under my own control and start this blog. As some of you may remember, it was more of a literary journal than a daily back and forth. More of a sharing of my world in Montana and my writing– that I could create, without having to face more rejection from publishers. I began it with surrender. Little did I know what that surrender would bring, in just two months. Little did I know that in just a matter of weeks, my 20 year old dreams would come true.
So as the sun rises this morning in a very new 2010, and the view from my window brightens and loses color, I encourage the act of surrender. I feel as powerful this morning as I did that morning in May when I created this place to share my writing. The simple act of creation is what makes me want to press my nose against the cold window pane and say, “Thank you.”
