“And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother’s eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye?”
If you have visited this site more than once lately you’ve been met with the same long-outdated post from January 2025. That’s because 2025 turned into one of, if not THE, most chaotic years of my life. It was full of the most unbelievable extremes, both good and bad.
I won’t bore you with the details except to share that exactly one year ago to the day I experienced sudden onset glaucoma, a near death experience from the eye drops used to treat the condition, and a long recovery period before cataract surgery in both eyes. I am happy to report that I see better now than I ever have, and that’s saying something for someone who’s been wearing glasses since age 2.
It would be nice to blame my posting absence on my eye health, but in truth it actually has more to do with the world right now. I am an eternal optimist and the world is anything but. Everything feels so heavy.
I won’t say I feel hopeless but the chaos no matter where you look is hard to navigate. What could I possibly write that would bring even a modicum of calm to anything?
And yet.
Now that my eyes are functioning, and I’ve begun to slowly create again, I’ve decided to resume blogging on a more regular basis than once every sixteen months. Whether I am sharing travel, or books, or art, or anything else that captures my attention, I will do so from a place of love and laughter, with the hope that what your see and read might make your day a bit lighter.
The Grey Goddess 