Reflection on an old newsletter

I just reread that earlier post.  Lately as I unwind from our move from Rapid City to the northwoods of MN, I have been really trying to empty myself out to see (or hear) what spirit wants from me.  It is like a maze–I follow any path and end up in the same place.  I want to write stories and share them.  Tonight we went to a special event in Minneapolis celebrating the people who got Bush Foundation Fellowships.  I applied for that for the second time but did not make it into the finals.  It’s funny–I was not jealous.  I honestly felt like celebrating their success.  At the same time, I felt a bit sad that I can’t find a place for my shining little stories that attempt to bring light to the world.  It feels like my only link to a reading public is through this blog.  I am happy you are finding me and I plan to begin sharing some of those light stories with you even if I have to do it chapter by chapter.

Thanks for being here.

Jamie