I never thought of myself as a writer. But just last night I had the realization that I am a writer. Really, I am. I love how life unfolds in such beautiful and unexpected ways. Since I have been doing the Hundred Thank-Yous project I have noticed that I am more open and willing to share the truth as it is. I am noticing that I am not trying to be more open and I am not trying not to. It is just happening this way. It is so hard to explain but it is like I am more connected to what is real in an authentic and peaceful way. I like it.
The UPS guy just came a minute ago and thank goodness! I have a big greeting card order for the book store at the Omega Institute to fill and I ran out of ink! I love, love, love printing from home but I learned that I must always have extra cartridges of ink, greeting card paper and print paper in my studio at all times. And after a moment of stress, I reminded myself that running out of supplies is actually a good problem to have!