Easter is the time of new beginning. Yesterday I cleaned out the majority of the garage at the old house and took items to storage and to the new studio. It is finishing. Getting back things that are needed. Letting go of things needed but that need their own path. Letting go. The dying. and thus today is the new beginning. The egg. A symbol of this time.
Seventeen years ago this day I was in a car wreck. I hit the bridge crossing the Turnpike. It was that night I knew I had to make a change.
Live and Love,
May peace prevail on earth.