Bed-rest for a week, I thought before I’d opened my eyes. My nose streamed, my head ached and my throat rasped. I sneezed, coughed and reached for the tissues. A second cold virus in a month. Bummer!
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Reclaiming creativity is my new, important, goal. The lovely thing about this goal is that it is already happening. New ways of doing what I do already present themselves. My job is to listen to the promptings of my mind (or heart) and to respond. To watch out for synchronicity. For too long, I’d been …