I've been quiet here, but not because I've stopped writing. Truth is, I've needed a space that lets me move more slowly. That space is The Open Draft my new publication on Substack. It’s where I’m writing essays that live closer to the bone, mirroring the work I’m doing on my book. If you’ve ever felt alone in your healing journey, or longed to make sense of where you come from and who you’re learning to live as now, I think this space might feel like coming home. What does a bummer lamb have to do with this?A friend recently sent me the story of the bummer lamb. And something extraordinary happens: That story undid me. And that’s what this new space is about. Just writing. Honestly. Now. Here's what you'll find: - Thoughtful essays on healing, grief, and finding your voice (twice a month) - Gentle prompts for your own reflection - A deeper layer for those who want to sit closer to the creative fire Subscribe here (it's free) I don’t know when I’ll return to this newsletter. But please know I haven’t disappeared. Thank you for walking with me. With tenderness and deep thanks, ​ ***** Whenever you are ready, here's how I can help you:​​ ​ |
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