I love this journey of daily writing. Yes, I've missed a couple of days here and there, but I feel like here, 4 weeks in, I am coming around to a new way of looking at this blog, and at my life's trajectory. And when this month is done, and I let go of the daily compulsion to write, no matter how aching and tired and dull I am, I hope I will retain the habit. It's become a habit.
There will not be a lot of quiet in the next few weeks. Farmer's Market, kiddo's birthday, St. Nicholas, Christmas, Reindeer Day, and so on, and so on. But quiet is what my soul craves at this time of year, what I need to survive.
Perhaps, this can provide it. Maybe in sitting down to talk with you all, and to let you in on my latest doings and offerings, I can find that moment of quiet. After all the talking and the work and the storytelling and preparation... maybe then I can just be.
Sara Renee Logan has been telling stories to everyone who would listen since she was seven. She organized storytimes for her college roommates, and spent a year at Oxford studying folklore and folktales. Many years as a Waldorf teacher allowed her to tell stories about everything from Baba Yaga's hut on chicken legs to the water cycle to the life of Joan of Arc. Sara shares her life with her partner, Melanie, their son, and an unreasonable family of pets. She continues to share her love of storytelling and stories with audiences of all ages, specializing in bringing the wild beauty of folktales to young and old. Sara writes about parenting, storytelling, and about living a life with stories.