I am from the enchanting moon and it’s pull on my heart.

I am from wonder.

I am from dance.

I am from seeds planted centuries ago.

I am from the leaf that falls gracefully from the tree.

I am from deep questioning and the arrival of an honest answer.

I am from bliss.

I am from practice.

I am from the magic of the stars.

I am from the rustle of something deeper yearning to be received.

I am from pathways that zig and then zag, yet always return home.

Where are you from? In the most literal or abstract sense? Write a poem and share it, I know I for one would love to hear.

I needed a time out yesterday. When I got 20 minutes just for me I listened to an interview with Elena Brower, who I simply adore, and got lost making knots with beautiful colors forming neat little rows of  l v l s.

I can’t believe it took me over a decade to remember how much I loved making friendship bracelets. This site helped me remember what I knew long ago.

After my mini time out I felt less overwhelmed and frustrated and now I have an awesome bracelet in the making.  Plus drinking my favorite beer also helped.