I finally accept that I am a writer. Not the kind of writer I have always compared myself to – the witty comedics, the story tellers, the novelists. My writing is the method by which I get myself to the present moment and drop down inside the true me. I sit with paper and pen and allow what is to appear to speak. And I also have had a vision of sitting at my computer and just writing whatever I want to say. Now there is a blog to do just that and a place on this website to post the soul listening pen on paper writing as well as short essays and heart rings. Having a place to put myself down on paper is sheer joy for me. I am loving the freedom of that flow. I was just washing the dishes and heard all of this and came right to my computer, sat down and typed it out. Welcome to the canvas of my heart.