don't forget to breath. . .

yesterday was a bit overwhelming. haven't really had a chance to process it all yet. have a distinct sense of trying to catch up with my emotional state, which persists in leaping ahead of me in a fashion of the gazelle. (although maybe not the one in song of songs.)
needless to say, one of the overwhelming elements was being offered the possibility of a new role in work, funding permitting. all quite exciting: more responsibility, money, creativity and bigger goals.

so until such time as i can figure out how to express the multitude of different emotions of which i am in pursuit - here's a nice quote i stumbled upon today while googling for something else. there is no such thing as coincidence. (there are several of you who will smile because this fits our recent conversations on creativity and finding your voice.)

We have to look at our own inertia, insecurities, self-hate, fear that, in truth, we have nothing valuable to say. When your writing blooms out of the back of this garbage compost, it is very stable. You are not running from anything. You can have a sense of artistic security. If you are not afraid of the voices inside you, you will not fear the critics outside you. - NATALIE GOLDBERG

message for gail, willow, jayne, dani, keli h:
i just ordered 4 copies of the vagina monologues at amazon market place at absurdly low prices. plus a copy of eve ensler's stage production on dvd.

i'll be in touch to organise a cocktail fuelled ladeez night for viewing and discussing.

let the fun and activism begin. now, gimme a 'g'. . .no on seconds thoughts, gimme a 'C'.

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