It's Saturday morning, I'm sitting on the porch enjoying the breeze under a cloudy sky. The air feels different today and something is stirring, circling overhead like the flock of vultures I witnessed at the intersection earlier today.

Today, I'm doing more resting than usual, nursing myself back to full health through a bit of a sore throat and cough. What am I not speaking to? What needs to be voiced? This is the question that comes up whenever it aches. It's something, and perhaps it's a simple as "write the introduction you've been avoiding." Or perhaps it is something bigger, a deeper truth that's emerging. We shall see.

As I prepare for a writing retreat I'm hosting next week with some of my favorite people, I'm reflecting on how much community helps me be accountable. It's not that I'm unreliable on my own, but it's just easier to write and create with a dedicated time and group of people all on the path. Mirror neurons. Body doubling... the ways in which we humans are...