Dear blog family
Today’s post is dedicated to all of the feeders. I feel particularly close to our tribal members that click the feed button and dip in each time I pop around these days. Lovers who read regularly are truly part of my life. You’re there when I write something new, you’re there when I fall in love or move or get divorced (again). And while I no longer need to check in every day to talk about getting to New York City since I manifested it, I adore having all of you along for the ride.
And don’t get it twisted, there’s still a(nother) book coming.
I am on business in Bermuda at the moment. Regardless of traveling here four times a year, I’ve never explored the island. I’m brought here to Write. So that’s exactly what I spend the week doing during these excursions. I can’t lie though, I would take a 12-hour work day over winter any day of the week. The city is still bloody freezing, it’s nice to have an open window for a few mornings… before working like a crazy woman all day.
I plan to bring my lover here in April. It seems to me, that in addition to coming to New York City for all of the opportunities I’ve been blessed with – and to be in the center of one of this planet’s most perfect cultural melting pots – I came to meet him.
It makes no difference how many times my heart has been broken, how many therapy sessions men have caused me or how many dudes have married me with no intention of being a husband… I believe that love rules the world. I’ve never given up believing my twin flame exists.
French kisses to the feeders. You make me glow.