Shadow Puppet Storyteller

Becoming

doesn't turn me on like it used to. Writing goals are on a low boil too. I gave a couple solid days of enthusiasm to the WDC Birthday celebration. Beyond that, the blog has been dormant as long as it was last, I can't seem to get inspired again to complete a poem, but at least when I force myself, I find I can still string words together.

Recently I've given some thought, but little activity to de-cluttering and organizing . This, at least, would be dancing in the ballroom of Reality.

I think I keep imagining that if I can just improve my connection with the things I have and love, then it will get easier to call more to me. More friends, more sharing and prosperous feelings and opportunities. But first, to become what I seek.