Transitions sometimes take my breath away. Despite the fact that on Sunday I got up at 5:30 am mountain time to ease myself back into eastern standard, seven am still feels like five am.

Vacation to Life. Suitcase to drawers. Behind to behind-er.

Last week in Colorado, I received stacks of marked-up manuscripts from my writing group. Plus my adviser returned my packet with wonderful annotations on two stories. Where to begin?

I need new running shoes, an idea for supper, birthday gifts, to turn in a housing form. I wrote a friend yesterday that I seemed to be proceeding helter-skelter, with no plan in sight, that I needed a priority list–number one: pay tuition so son can return to college.

This morning I lit my Rejuvenation candle–sweet orange and clove–cranked up Mavis Staples and began–this time with determination. The stacks would not defeat me.

One thing from each: Read for thirty minutes. Write for thirty minutes. Creep along Moses, Moses… Read one blog post. Review one stack of notes. Answer one email. Make one phone call. Write one letter. Review the notes on one manuscript. Place one clean shirt into a drawer. Trying to cross the Red Sea…

10 thoughts on “re-entry

  1. Cynthia, this is so beautifully written. The past year I have felt much guilt for forgetting best friends’ birthdays and my own wedding anniversary. Like you, I keep reminding myself to do things one step at a time. I’ve also told friends and family not to expect much from me until I finish this book and its time-consuming proposal.

    Also, I want to thank you for your lovely comment on my last blog post. I’ve draw strength from other mother’s who shared stories of letting go of their children as they head out on their own. It’s comforting to know I am not alone.


    • Well, if I keep going with one thing from each, nothing looks like a giant tower. The Rejuvenation candle works wonders. I also love Clarity and Enlightenment. And I order them by the case.


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