Letting go. The notes from that first meeting with one who has become a good friend. Tax forms from 2002. A book I thought for sure I’d read. So much to shred. To recycle. It’s all going.
It’s a coincidence that today is the Autumn Equinox.
Or is it?
Whatever: it’s the harvest of something new. Space. Lightness. Freedom.
Yesterday one of my favorite artists, Amanda Palmer, sent out an email to her Patreon email list. She does this fairly frequently, because she
The Great Withholding
I mentioned a few days ago that I published a piece to the public interwebs. I was talking with a good friend about it and about how free it felt in