Chapters end and new ones begin. And so here I am…

It's Monday morning, I have done London and Brighton in one weekend, and I'm about to travel back to the West Country for more fields and family time.

I am walking through fear.

Since landing, I have been pinballing up and down the country

What choice do we really have?

I keep asking myself — why am I leaving a beautiful community of people who have walked beside me? Loved me? What is being asked of me?

Here I am, dropping a little love into your world — plop.

I’m here to drop some love into your world.

Thanks for coming on this beautiful journey with me