Mountain Spring

My attention moves from this page to snow falling on my neighbor's daffodils as the sun beams into the clouds to reveal Linville Range.  Fire crackles and warms the otherwise unheated room.  It's spring in Little Switzerland!

Today is the beginning of Spring Gathering at Wildacres where once again artists of all sorts gather to work on individual projects through the week.  We love the time together to feed off each others life stories and creative processes.  By the end of the week writers will throw pots, and painters will write poems.  It's especially special for me as my sister and one of my oldest friends attend, so we have dedicated time together twice a year.

The fire, snow and promise of friendships renewed nudge me to return to writing this year.  My life away from the mountains is full with grandchildren and adult children, my 90+ mother, a spiritual direction practice, and recently the clearing and cleaning that comes from living in the same house for 35 years. So at a time of life when writing could offer me support and a way through, I have stepped away.  This week writing calls to me, and I intend to listen.

If you have ever been to Wildacres you know the peace and beauty inspire everyone who visits.  Dave and Sherry and the incredible staff tend and keep us with care and compassion. Wildacres is a space for renewal and return to one's truest self and callings.  I'm grateful this morning for the chance to spend time there this week.  Perhaps I'll meet you there during the 2018 season!

Peace on the Path