“Others have seen what is and asked why. I have seen what could be and asked why not.”
~ Pablo Picasso
I woke late this morning. So late, there was already light in the bedroom. I surfaced slowly, reluctantly, from a dream that seemed so real. As I transitioned from sleep to wakefulness I brought with me a spark that I will sit with today.
In my dream, after a convoluted sequence of seemingly random events, I was facilitating a class. We were starting off with an activity that involved paying homage to our names–all of the ones we’ve been tagged with throughout our life–and paying special attention to the one that seemed to fit best. In this activity we were also thinking about the names of our grandmothers and putting these names together in such a way that we could use to remind us who we were, where we came from, and what we stood for.
My first conscious thought upon waking was about a writing group. I was reminded of the special group of women I met with for years at the group I started when we lived in WA. I considered another group of women, some of whom I have not yet met, who may be in a season where they are ready to begin writing stories of their lives.
I’ve been thinking about this for a while.
Perhaps it’s time to begin again.
“Begin again” has a nice ring to it, Linda.
Lovely sentiments. I agree with Marian…”begin again” has a nice ring. “Grandmother” is one of my best yet! Such joy, and knowing that I am making a difference in the lives of two little beings.
I concur, Karen. Grandma is the very best name of all!
Oh do begin again, I have been a part of a writing group of incredible woman for a year now, and I can’t imagine life without it.
Wonderful! How blessed your are to have a community of women like that, Jan.