Note: I wrote this in December, 2012, three months after I moved to the beach in California. I share it today because the themes are the same today as I navigate my way on the Heart Sparks Road Tour. “This is the place of creative incubation. At first, you may find nothing happens there. But, if you have a...
Read MoreRedefining Adventure
I’m in Alabama, camped along a lake, getting ready for the next three weeks of full-on Heart Sparks activities. I’m loving this stretch of rest and peace, realizing that my pace has shifted. I’m more interested in staying in a place for a few days, to settle in, explore the landscape and trails, feel the air...
Read MoreA Taste of Louisiana: Week 3
Friday: I’m in Louisiana, camped next to a lagoon at Sam Houston Jones State Park near Lake Charles. Frogs are croaking, crickets are cricketing, the neighbor family is playing a fun, danceable tune, but not too loud. We’re in for the night after a walk and then sitting outside, me drawing, Cody lying down, head up, taking it all in. It’s been raining on...
Read MoreBetween Leaving and Arriving
On Wednesday morning the water pump light was still working on the monitor panel. The night before, a dear friend’s husband said that he was convinced it had been a loose wire, probably at the switch, and that the air conditioner probably caused just enough vibration to make it work. He was sure that all was fine. And so I drove to the gas station...
Read MoreReady
It is the last Wednesday before I officially head out on the Heart Sparks Road Tour. These past few weeks have been a steady stream of working and readying, prepping and planning, and riding the unexpected bumps in the road. My favorite swivel chair in the RV broke at the base. After checking the RV salvage yard for a replacement part, I had a...
Read MoreA Different Kind of Self-Care by Ruth Davis
I recently had a massage with a new massage therapist. As she was working on my troubled right hip she said, “You do so much for others that you haven’t been taking care of yourself.” “Oh no, that’s not me at all,” I said. “I’m very good at being selfish.” I felt she was generalizing, assuming I was...
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