We hosted a party years and years ago after discovering we were on the parade route of the Village Halloween Parade. It felt mandatory to share that experience. As a gift someone brought us a witching powder from Salem, something meant to cast a spell and make a wish come true. I wished for the thought about the possibility of maybe thinking about the thought of having a baby - truly it was dipping the most tiny of toes into the most shallow of ponds. That's how I feel right now. I'm very cautiously, borderline contemplating, slightly thinking about the thought of writing. Not actually digging in and doing the work, doing the research, doing the practice of stringing thoughts into words, words into possibilities. But it's time to not necessarily figure out what's next, but rather open some doors so something can come through.
Thankful for that. Thankful for so many things. Breathing deep and holding on and feeling grateful.
