It doesn’t seem right to start this post without recognizing that, yes, it is my first. The answer why is pretty simple, yet complex, just like me – and like most other humans, I suppose. People close to me have bugged me for years to write a blog. Last year, I caved just enough to open a WordPress account, named my page and then flitted off in fear that I, the one who always seems to have something to say, would have nothing to say of any interest to anyone else. I don’t think these thoughts (that most of us can relate to) are based in anything more than fear – fear of rejection, lack of acceptance, mediocrity or any of the other common ailments that our egos propose would cause us certain death. Now, with that addressed, suppressed and hopefully set aside, it’s time to move forward and share my life, my heart, my dreams and my fears unabashedly. I have found that when I do so, my heart swells, my spirit soars and the universe smiles down upon me

This past week has not been an easy one, yet still easier than many of my days before. I am the mother of an adult child who, for now, has not chosen the easiest of paths, so there are times when my escapes out into the woods with Dharma are in search of more than just stretching our legs, communing with nature and getting swallowed up by the trees. Sometimes, like this past week, I go to the forest for help, wisdom and serenity – which is what I generally find.

Redwood trees are especially humbling. They make my problems feel especially small. Dharma leads the way. The ravens fly. The ground is soft underfoot. And the sky screams from up above trying to shed light on the depths of the forest floor. The forest is alive, interconnected and constantly in a state of death and rebirth. It reminds me that I am too. We all are. Who we were yesterday is not quite who we are today or who we will be tomorrow. As long as I can remember to let go and let God lead the way, then everything will continue to unfold exactly as it should.

I’m not sure what the future holds, but some things feel certain and all things feel certain to change.

Tomorrow is a new day.