Allow Yourself

Allow Yourself

It was the first day of the year. Three hours into the New Year. The party was over. The revelers had all gone to sleep. The moon was full and truly did give the luster of midday on the breast of snow. Finally, I was alone with the quiet. (Broken only by the sounds of my husband’s snoring. Alas, so …

The Art of Waiting

The Art of Waiting

Waiting. Tick, tock. Waiting, waiting, waiting. Tick tock. Tick tock. You feel like you are in limbo. In between the letting go of one thing and the having of another. You feel restless. Slightly anxious. There’s a nagging within and tension in the gut that won’t go away. You try not to notice it when you go to sleep. Yet …