Term 3, Day 3

Challenging days, but I can feel my brain expanding, bursting at the seams. Disappointed by the lack of snow to play in, but hula-hooped tonight and listened to some fine, moving voices. I swim in them, I let their music fall down around me, and I am so inspired. I didn't get to talk to my family today and it feels weird and distancing, but I am so grateful that my children have a dad who loves them and that they get this time to grow together without the mom-helicopter circling (landing again soon enough, God willing). I am not used to being among so many people. They are such fine people, but I realize how much I need at times my own space, the sound of just my own breath. 'You live through your writing,' said my wonderful teacher, Dinah, today, and she is so right. I am so blessed to have been given this opportunity -- and the freedom, let me never forget, to speak and write my truth without fear of reprisal -- that no one will shoot me, I hope, for saying what is in my heart: for putting it out in the world.