I am cheating a bit in today’s blog post. I am posting an old piece of writing. This writing appeared in me at a silent writing and meditation workshop with Natalie Goldberg in 2001. The writing did more than just appear. It inspired a series of drawings that became a show. And it told me what my work is for the rest of my life. Love. Draw. Write.
There was a nurse who, through a friend, asked if she could have a copy of this writing. I delayed answering, and delayed, and delayed, and never did reply. I regret this now. I have forgotten her name.
Whoever you are, wherever you are now, I am sending this out for you. I hope you see it, print it off, share it if you wish. I am sorry I never replied and shared this with you. My heart was not big enough then. It is now.
