three messages: did the dam just burst?

Its likely very evident I’ve been on another hiatus from writing since my last entry (I haven’t published since late November). I had hoped to end this hiatus with the arrival of the New Year, however the past two weeks have seen me struggle to write anything of a personal nature in what typically is has been my favorite time of the year to write.

The signs of breakthrough starting to coming arrived this week, when I actually opened an editor and started capturing words. However (you knew this was coming), that same editor then remained untouched for three days until I returned to the blog after spending the weekend relaxing and doing some ‘seeding’ for my now self identified and defined creative process, and engaging in some self care.

It’s often said the best ideas and processes are designed by the people who are going to be using them, and I finally seem to have accepted that this is a concept I need to apply in my own life, instead of just with the organizations I serve. (Wait, what? It, is this a fourth important message finally acknowledged as received?)

seem familiar to you? did to me as well, three days after I started it.
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winter solstice, COVID mutation, and numbness – part two: the emergence of em·pa·thy (ˈempəTHē)

Today is the shortest day of the year as Winter Solstice arrived at 3:02 am. My mind is turning to a very much needed break, albeit one that will be very much different from the Christmases and New Years I’ve experienced before. Winter Solstice might just be my second favourite day of the year, because with its arrival the darkness of night slowly gives way to day, until the arrival of what actually is my favourite day of the year, Summer Solstice.

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numbness – part one: the sensation junky and moments of clar·i·ty (ˈklerədē)

You may remember that not so long ago I mentioned I was numb from my time in The Boil? Well the truth is, I’ve been numb most of my life, but it was in The Boil that the numbness was slowly killing me.

On occasion during university, or after an infatuation gone bad, I would find myself so emotionally impacted or inspired that I was swimming in emotion, I called these moments of clarity in which I felt and could understand the world.

my other neglected artistry put to work while sailing in the caribbean
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