I started writing this blog in 2004 when my mother’s health was declining and my desire to move home to New Orleans was all consuming. I wrote my way through one crisis after another until it felt like I had nothing left to say. Then 16 years later, the coronavirus slapped us all upside the head and I found myself looking for a weight to anchor my days.
As Carrie Fisher said, “Take your broken heart, and make it into art.”
In its heyday, I had 10k people reading my blog. I had wonderful experiences of being in another town and someone recognizing me. I had artwork sent to me by anonymous readers. I made friends with artists around the world. I had readers tell me I helped them through depression, PTSD from the 2005 Federal Flood, and others who just made a habit of coming here to read about the self actualization of one woman. I also had people judge me, reprimand me, and call me out for a thing or two.
I’ve learned it’s easier to write about the cracks than the whole because as Leonard Cohen said: The cracks are where the light gets in. So I welcome the return of darkness – my magnifying glass is back out again.
Thank you. I love this! You are an amazing woman and I am grateful to call you my friend.
Ditto dear – we are in this LOVE together.
Loved seeing you walking by this morning. What a treat. 2 days in a row actually. Wut? LOL. Love you! XOXO <3
And one day I’ll get to come inside!
I’m so glad you’re returning to this and sharing your worth with us. Thank you!
Wow! I needed this!! Thanks for sharing! ?
You always inspire me with your words, in person, and I usually walk away from our conversations with a word, phrase or sentence that sticks with me. What a gift to be inspired by you through this blog. Thank you. I can’t wait! Love ?? -Larkin
same here – walk away with something each time.
Thanks Nicole – it’s my medicine.
Thanks Jane – you know how this works.
Rachel. Love you, your courage, your light bold spirit.
I can’t wait to benefit more from your wisdom and inspiration. And I feel blessed by your friendship.
and I learned that our birthdays are not far apart just the other day – we’ll have to find a way to celebrate together!
I miss writing with you my friend – I loved your savage energy that would spill out of each page you wrote. I hope you are well.