I have not been posting as much as I once did. It is not for lack of things to say. On any given day my head is churning with thoughts – some radical, some mundane and, a few personal. I even type them out but pause before I hit publish.
When I started this blog, I was toying with words, teasing out passages that held attention, connecting with people through emotions. This blog has seen me share the most vulnerable of moments with the world. I have shared working woman woes, infertility grief, healing and making peace with being childfree, the adoption of my daughters, the birth of my child, my growth as a writer, and now, my forays into astrology on here.
I look back on fifteen hundred odd posts, more than two books worth of words and realize it is my legacy. I have quit writing, relinquished domain names, regretted decisions, and always returned as if there is a force that yanks me back. I might well do that at some point.
I write today because something inside feels complete, finished in terms of personal blog writing. I am working on my second fiction, a women’s contemporary novel that is a reflection on trauma and its ripple effects over time on marriage and interpersonal relationships. At this point, it is work in progress. One, that I hope I can publish in time when it is ready to be set free.
I will come back occasionally to share news on the documentary’s progress as it makes its way onto the big screen.
I may, over time, write more astrology themed posts as I reflect on the planetary movements and how it affects the mundane and the personal.
I want to take a moment to say thanks to all of you who have followed my journey to where I am now. I hope you will continue to follow my journey as an author and astrologer. This is the end of an era and the beginning of a new chapter.