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Happy November!‍ I haven't written anything in the last two months, and it's been quite a chaotic time. My daughter underwent double jaw surgery and subsequently required emergency surgery due to an infection. On top of that, my partner had heart surgery. Miscellaneous challenges also popped up: a sick dog, a broken tooth, two appliances that stopped working, and significant repairs needed for my car. To top it all off, we discovered a downstairs room infested with mold and termites.

This month I started my 14th program of Method Writing with Jules Swales, www.julesswales.com. I practice writing four to five days a week during class. When I commit to something, I am wholehearted. I have become a better writer with Jules. I also learn a great deal about myself. In my last class, I realized I am scared to put myself out there. I know it seems strange since I write a blog every month, but I have been too afraid to have what is near and dear to my heart be seen.

This morning, I embarked on a hike with a friend whom I was supposed to meet at 7:30. Realizing I was running late at 7:15 a.m., I quickly messaged her that I would meet her at the trailhead. Upon my arrival, there was no sign of her. By 7:45 a.m., she had not responded to my texts nor appeared. Assuming she might not be coming, I texted her that she seemed to have forgotten today's plan and I proceeded on my walk, sending her my love and a request for confirmation of her well-being.

Recently, my daughter Mattie and I enjoyed hiking together at Point Reyes. Before our hike, we stopped at M & H Bakery in San Anselmo for lunch. We found ourselves sitting outside on the ground, engaged in conversation as we waited. Sensing a profound connection, a stranger approached us and asked to take our photo. I couldn't help but burst out laughing at the stark transformation in our relationship. You will understand why if you have read any of my earlier blogs. 

For the past two years, my partner and I have gone to Limitar Beach about three times a month. I am often teased about how often I go out here. I hear comments like “Oh, what a surprise” or “Again, really.” It is difficult for me to share how profound of an experience this place is for me.

Happy May‍! My creative genius is playing hide-and-seek with me. I have sat down for two hours to write something, only to hit delete. So, I went for inspiration. I picked up a Billy Collins poetry book and opened it to the following poem, Genius by Billy Collings.