I am posting an email written straight from the heart by a dear friend of mine and a great poet,
about life in a brand new city-an adventure that requires great faith and courage.

Dear Shayla,
Thank you so much for having me on your e mail list. I really enjoy
the newsletter, and of course it comes at the time when my heart is
aching for connection, and I am trundling blindly into that vast, deep
sea of nothing.

This is where I have found myself, have no knowledge of my destiny,
trusting, albeit, sometimes from a place of deep fear or grief, yet
still, trusting that I am cradled and this fall, this dive into
darkness is my sweetest journey yet.

I cry a lot, grieve many things, perhaps cry the collective grief
that penetrates me from this strange world that has no rhythm but her
own, a wild horse, that we all think we can ride, but no, she froths
and bucks us off..and then laughs as we attempt to brush off the dust
and set our selves straight.

What i understand is that there is no straight line to
follow...it is an undulating river...i can soften, surrender and allow
myself to be drawn to the sea.

That is all I can do in this moment. Let life have her way with me,
and just try to breathe

love Lana