Before anything and for as long as I can remember, I am a writer. Driven by my deep belief in the power of story and that the story teller wields the most power and responsibility, I write the words. I am captivated by questions and doubt and figuring it out.
I write as a means of expressing my authentic self, as a way of connecting with others, and as a path of exploration. Who knows what is within or what lies on the other side? I want to find out. Writing takes me there.
As with most things in my life, I consider writing a practice that I want to step into daily. I am not always perfect with that intention but I am reaching for being consistent. Writing is a conversation that begins within and is released to continue. I hope you will join me in the back and forth. Read my words. Leave me your words. We will exchange our thoughts and ideas at my blog, and then there were words.
I also love to collect moments throughout the day … moments that might be tossed away as insignificant. What are our days but a series of these types of moments. What are our lives but a collection of those days. You can find my lists, in all of their stumbling and stalling starts, at Consider This.