I woke on November 1st to a beautiful dawn.
This is the first day of the new year according to the Celts. I felt cleaved in two and on the cusp of new beginnings.
I reread my journal from the past six months. Quandaries, musings, new directions . . .
This is a pivotal time. Time to be fleet of foot and to pivot away from what no longer serves me and towards my deepest desires and longings.
I took a deep breath. I remembered what Inspiraculum is all about: a place to breathe, dream, explore, be inspired, find yourself.
I booked 6 months of workshop space from January to June. This will be held creative space for people to come and find just that.