sweet mysteries

It's 2011.

No one is here, because it has been almost a year and a half since I have been here. For some reason, this time, this year, this moment brings me back here.

It seems that the blogs that I follow speak to my experiences, and speak to how I wish it was. The beauty, the creativity, how others face into the wind when stuff shows up. There is a reason why I have followed and go back. Some folks havent visited their blogs in ages and others are there, just as I knew they would be...with thoughts that emerged from the previous day.

A friend asks me how it is that I read so many other blogs and I don't write my own. It has seemed that I have needed to be a witness, that my cup has needed to be filled with the inspiration outside of myself. And for some reason, this time, this year, this moment brings me back here.

I think that in part it is because it might someday be a window into our life...a gift for my son. And...because 2011 promises to be a year full of adventure, fun, play, being outside, more creating, more sleep, more intention....and all of this by taking stuff out rather than putting stuff in. I want to capture that memory... for myself first and then for my dear sweet wee one.

Welcoming myself BACK!