Snow Day

The universe has given the gift of 2-4 inches, and instead of running guideline calculations and negotiating child support agreements, I find myself home drinking coffee in my pajama bottoms at 11am. My husband texted me from work and asked if I had any plans for the day. Yes. I will finally get Channeling Chaos up and published. Not that I told him that. That would be too forthcoming, and that's just not me.

I've played around with blogging previously, but much has changed in the past few years and, reading those old posts, it feels as if another person wrote those words. In some ways, I suppose that's true. Back then, I thought I knew who I was- a poet, a dreamer, an artist and introvert. I have since then stripped back the layers of ego to find the essence within, and although I still write, dream, and create, I acknowledge that I am not my ego.

I am divinity in human form.

I am energy flowing through breath.

I am chaos, channeled.