and i can breathe a collective sigh of relief. it wasn’t always easy, and the words didn’t always cooperate, but i was able to successfully close out a second december of daily posts. thank you to those who followed along, and to those who journeyed with me. cheers to you, my friends.
new year’s eve is like every other night; there is no pause in the march of the universe, no breathless moment of silence among created things that the passage of another twelve months may be noted; and yet no man has quite the same thoughts this evening that come with the coming of darkness on [...]
the moon has always been a source of endless fascination for me. i remember, as a child, looking up at the night sky — filled with its fabric of twinkling stars and its grand lighted orb — and knowing, with certainty, that i was looking at something larger than i would ever understand. it was [...]
the days between christmas and new years are always a little strange for me – curiously anticlimactic and yet oddly anticipatory. everyone seems to breeze through the days at a hurried pace, rushing to get to the new year — there, everything will be shiny and fresh and untouched; there, we can start again, with [...]
tomorrow’s the day — my return to reality. (deadlines and timelines meetings and conferences projects and gatekeeping) but today, i’m free. and that’s why the words will be few. i’ve gotta run and soak up the last few moments of peace before the real world starts seeping in again. i’ll see you on the flipside.
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