My ‘word’ this year… on a notebook journal that kept pulling me. Uneasy at first; crazy hey. I turned 70 this year; I was part of the evolutions of cultural awakenings of tha 60’s and 70’s and 80’s and 90’s. I am who I am, soul deep; that word included. Over morning coffee, I open this book and take note of this day’s mostly mundane things… and yet, it’s showing up and going where my path leads. Happy Sunday! (Anyone else have a ‘word’ that showed up this year?)
As I gather images and compose our annual letter of highlights and happenings of 2025, I can’t help but notice how fitting and empowering, pragmatic a reminder it is of values I hold. That definition page, found while browsing in a local consignment shop; a book called SHE. It opened to that page; went back later to get it…because like the earlier journal, it kept calling me. Some things remind us of our place in this world, touch our hearts, reinforce our courage, our voice, our worth, our power, our connection to each other, what and who we care about, and inspire us to show up. It’s where I started with this writing blog:
