A Beginning

While this is a date forever tinged with deep sadness and loss, for me it is also the anniversary of a new beginning. It is the day when, on a Wildacres Residency, I first claimed the writer and poet in me. So on this morning I am grateful to Philip Blumenthal, the Blumenthal Foundation,  and Mike and Kathryn House for the opportunity to find refuge in the Cabin where poems first emerged and where my creative life awakened. For eleven years, Wildacres has nurtured and birthed various creative experiences and gifts in me: writing, painting, pot-throwing, knitting and weaving. I have made great friends and spent quality time with my sisters. I have attended and facilitated workshops. I arrived on the mountain thinking maybe I could write. I left knowing I could. I did not dream of how significant Wildacres would be to me in the years to come. May Wildacres long continue to offer space and support and new beginnings in the years ahead.