My heart is brimming with gratitude and new purpose. Not sure of where the road will lead, I am driven by curiosity to find out.
A friend of mine had tickets to see Wicked (1) and asked us to tag along. Of course we helped her out. It was GirlyK’s first time, but we know the music by heart. The show was amazeballs!
GirlyK and I went to Cambria on Monday. (2) It is my favorite place in the whole wide world. Grabbed lunch from Robin's From the gateway at Shamel park, to sitting tucked in under a thick marine layer on Moonstone Beach my soul breaths. Often the first thing after the chair is settled and I sit, is tears. With relief my eyes are washed of being brave for so long in this wilderness.
I needed to step back and evaluate.(3) All those writer’s doubts needed to be addressed. Their voices made writing difficult.
Do I have a voice?
Is what I have to say worth telling?
What if telling my healing wounds others?
Good thing is, a purpose is shaping. I can see a freedom to tell my story by shifting my interweb identity a little.
After journaling and meeting up with at twitterfriend, I came home with a full heart. Meeting Elizabeth Esther was surreal.(4) I struggle with reality because as I grew up in Wonderland, reality wasn’t always what you could see, hear, taste and touch. I did well at first. Keeping all the shits together, then…
Elizabeth was gracious and validating. The whole time was beautifully healing. I want my life to have more amazing moments like that.
On the long drive home, singing Wicked at the top of our lungs, a realization grew in my heart.(5) I need to let go of the fears. I need to be bravely gray in this very black and white city and tell my story. I have all you imaginary friends to make it real for me.
GirlyK is working on some new friendships.(6) We used Tuesday and Wednesday to have them over. They painted shirts, had a nerf war and rode on the boat. My heart warmed as they worked things out together and giggled.
(7) Watson continues to fill our lives with dopey peaceful walks.
This end of the year’s ballet piece is Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. I get to make a Cheshire Cat head for it! (8) I’m so excited to do a paper mache piece for myself.
Ase went with me for Good Friday. (10)The beautiful readings and songs shifted focus from “YOUR sin put Jesus on the cross” to “God wanted a way to free humanity from the bondage of falling short. In love Jesus put himself on the cross.”