|The awesome window in the new digs|
A couple of weeks ago, I was walking around Brooklyn with my poetry family and we were counting the number of times we had moved in our lives. I counted 12 in the past 12 years (including 4 1/2 countries).
As New York finds herself in the early days of her same-time-next-year romance with Autumn, I find myself in the early days of a new romance with an space that I could really love. And this space, I think it knows the kind of loving I need. It's bright and airy, with giant windows of blue sky and moon. Buzzing in the daytime and smooth at night, this space gets it so right.
I occupy myself and my spaces with newfound confidence as my focus and energy are clearer and fuller than ever before. I am strong in my body, in my heart and in my mind. I am blossoming with creativity and purpose.
Could I be entering Act 3 in the story of Tish? Oh hell, yeah!