When I was starting to think about what I wanted to put up on this blog, everything I enjoy and wanted to share came rushing at me all at once. I didn’t exactly know where to start. People always tell me I have done so many different things in my life, and for a long time I wasn’t sure whether they meant that made me more interesting or just plain fickle.
But as I have grown up and gotten older, I have come to understand that doing lots of different things is okay. It’s a privilege, actually. It’s been interesting for me personally, and given me ways to connect with so many different people in life. From patients i have worked with as a nurse, to musicians and fellow artistic souls, to the guys at Lowe’s who know me by name now, to the local dairy farmers who wake up every morning at 4 am to milk their cows – all these human beings I would never have met had I not followed my passions and my heart.
If you look it up in the dictionary – or in an online dictionary nowadays – a journeyman is someone apprenticed in a trade or craft, not quite a master, but not a newbie, either. And that’s exactly what I feel like, and kind of hope I always will. Not an expert, not someone who looks out at the world and says to themselves, yeah, I got this, but as someone who understands there is always something left to learn in life. Someone who always questions, and continues to wonder what’s next.
I've never really liked labels: I am this, I am that... But in the interest of introducing myself to the world, I can say that I am many things: nurse, writer, photographer, poet, painter, gardener, friend, armchair philosopher, counselor, nature lover, real-estate aficionado, movie buff, sometime yogi, and aspiring world-traveler. I think that's a pretty good list... for now. I want to become a bigger part of the vital, creative force I feel deeply at work in the world and connect with other people who want to do the same.