Writing this blogpost is fast becoming one of the more challenging things I have ever done. For many reasons, the words are simply hard to find. Its been nearly a month since returning back to work with Look Out Loud and its taken me this time to find the words that when strung together express peace, calm and a new page turning.
Lucky for me, this place, its people and our project are reminders of how blessed I am to be alive and doing what I love. Still, the words trip along the road from my heart, brain and to my finger tips. In retrospect, I realize that during my time spent at home this winter, I had begun to place heavy emphasis on this post. I figured that when the time came to communicate to you all, our followers, loving backers, friends and family, that I was back to work, it meant that I was at the bitter end of one chapter, and the very start of a new. This fact, I find, is the hardest to bare.
While this may be true, what I'm slowly realizing is that there is no way of defining the beginning or end of any of our chapters. The paths of our lives all move together like steady waves swelling and subsiding far out at sea. All we can do is hope we've built a sturdy enough boat that can manage the ebbs and flows until we reach the shore once more.
That is exactly what my mom has helped me do. Everyday she is teaching me, showing me how to build a boat able to bare the brunt of the oceans biggest swells and have the heart to understand, appreciate and be inspired by the world around us. So when the seas calm I can watch the clouds and birds fly above in awe and wonder of the miracle that is life.
She is here with me now. As she always has been and always will be, pointing out the passing butterfly, or the smooth rock washed up beneath my feet. And I know now, more than ever, that I am doing exactly what she's asked of me all along: to dream big, travel far and never ever give up.
Working on Look Out Loud is my personal embodiment of everything she's ever taught me and it is here that I know I am meant to be.
I wish for you all what I have found to be one of her greatest gifts to me: the ability to find inner peace and calm in the midst of outer turmoil.
I can't tell you all how much I appreciate and am grateful for your support and understanding during this time and also for your excitement for what is to come.
Margaret
Lucky for me, this place, its people and our project are reminders of how blessed I am to be alive and doing what I love. Still, the words trip along the road from my heart, brain and to my finger tips. In retrospect, I realize that during my time spent at home this winter, I had begun to place heavy emphasis on this post. I figured that when the time came to communicate to you all, our followers, loving backers, friends and family, that I was back to work, it meant that I was at the bitter end of one chapter, and the very start of a new. This fact, I find, is the hardest to bare.
While this may be true, what I'm slowly realizing is that there is no way of defining the beginning or end of any of our chapters. The paths of our lives all move together like steady waves swelling and subsiding far out at sea. All we can do is hope we've built a sturdy enough boat that can manage the ebbs and flows until we reach the shore once more.
That is exactly what my mom has helped me do. Everyday she is teaching me, showing me how to build a boat able to bare the brunt of the oceans biggest swells and have the heart to understand, appreciate and be inspired by the world around us. So when the seas calm I can watch the clouds and birds fly above in awe and wonder of the miracle that is life.
She is here with me now. As she always has been and always will be, pointing out the passing butterfly, or the smooth rock washed up beneath my feet. And I know now, more than ever, that I am doing exactly what she's asked of me all along: to dream big, travel far and never ever give up.
Working on Look Out Loud is my personal embodiment of everything she's ever taught me and it is here that I know I am meant to be.
I wish for you all what I have found to be one of her greatest gifts to me: the ability to find inner peace and calm in the midst of outer turmoil.
I can't tell you all how much I appreciate and am grateful for your support and understanding during this time and also for your excitement for what is to come.
Margaret