My Heart Loves

especially when life brings old and new things together

These past few years I’ve made difficult decisions
That have freed my mind
But added sorrow to my soul,
Because my heart loves.

My heart loves to help others,
yet I need to help myself.

My heart loves to serve writers,
and I need to serve myself.

My heart loves to get involved,
yet I cannot be involved in everything.

And so the time has come for difficult, freeing decisions,
Of weeding, pruning, choosing, leaving
The things that do not serve me well in this new space.

In this new space of married love, life, and growth, I get to choose what I want to do.

What I want to do rests upon what is before me:
Like a flower to be plucked and cherished.
Like a watercolor sunset to be reveled.
Like a winding road leading to new possibilities.

Friends, my heart is still here among the books, the book ideas, the writing sprints, the editorial ponderings.

I am not leaving. And yet I am choosing to pause. I am choosing to write what is on my heart. I am choosing to focus on my new life for a season.

I will continue to share lovely writerly things with you in this new year - but I’ll mingle some personal insights too. Because I need a creative outlet too. and it’s time to share what I’ve been working on these past few years.

And as ever, may your creativity sparkle as ever because you are a brilliant writer.

Let’s explore, let’s love, let’s grow into this new season that is wholly ours.