Jun 26, 2021
5 min read
When the Universe Speaks, Listen
The signs are everywhere.
The universe has been messing with me all week, showing me signs that I am not allowed to forget about my writing goals. Not this time.
I’ve been with my grandkids all week at an open condo by the ocean which calls to me, just as the woods call to me when I’m home in Eugene. My stories rattle around on my head when I’m hanging out with my grandkids whom I…
