I could tell you...

Well, the past week has been a time of tears and healing. It has also been a time of laughter and friendship. I notice that, unless I write here every day (which rarely seems to happen anymore), I never know where to hop back on board.

I could tell you that I have a puppy asleep at my feet. I call her my "Magic Ella Bean" because she has brought magic into my life and reminds me of a deliciously black French roasted coffee bean.

I could tell you about how happy I am to be alive and living a life that feels so true to me.

I could tell you how I'm looking forward to going out for a lunch of chai and Nepalese food with the most wonderful friend in the world.

I could tell you that my life has been swallowed whole by dogs and my work.

I could tell you about the photo shoot I had with a singing dog and how--WOW--that dog could really sing! Deep howls, held in tune with the harmonica, causing so much happiness to rise up from my center that it was hard to hold the camera steady!

I could tell you about all the ways that the Universe has conspired to help me to do what I'm doing and how amazing I think it is when people I've just met offer to help me to the extent that they do.

I could tell you about how hungry I am to travel north and to sit in the silence of the woods.

I could tell you about how sweet it is to watch Ella and Louie snuggle and how physically, emotionally, and mentally connected they are every second of the day.

I could tell you how happy Anu is to have me back again now that the "young dogs" can entertain themselves.

I could tell you about the porcelain cup I am drinking my coffee out of and how the gold edging catches the cool morning light, adding a bit of unexpected elegance to my day.

I could tell you about how I've decided to dream larger than life...because over and over again I am learning that life is as good as we allow it to be.

I could tell you about my aunt and how I felt her presence in the warmth of the sunshine when we walked out of the church after her funeral. She has become sunshine particles and birds and all sorts of things. She is so completely with me. I notice her often and feel a swell of emotion every time.

I could tell you about Being Brave and how grateful I am that this project has become a part of my life.

I could tell you about how good it felt to read my first glossy feature article and how happy I am with the way that Marni Wedin crafted our interview into an article (Thank you, Marni!).

There's so much I could tell you. But the question, once again, is where should I begin?

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