Loyal readers.
It’s been weeks since I’ve written to you. Initially, back-to-back complex eye surgeries prevented me from corresponding. Then, three weeks ago, with my surgeon’s approval (and a list of specialists should the procedure go south), I embarked on another cross-country road trip (my fourth)—-this time in a 16-foot Airstream (a trip that had been planned for many months).
I write to you today to announce a shift. That shift comes naturally after such a broad-based trip. I am never the same person upon return. Travel changes me and you.
As the founder and midwife of The Footloose Muse group, I have taken my mission seriously: to inspire you all to live your wildest creative lives, to not die with the music still in you, as the late Wayne Dyer said. Many of you have written to tell me wonderful stories about creative dreams coming to fruition. I am humbled.
My sense now is that my work in that regard is complete. It’s time for this creative spirit to answer a different call. And although I know not yet what that means, I want to let those of you who have put your trust (and dollars) in me that you’re free to leave this platform. Although I hope you won’t; I can’t guarantee I will have anything meaningful to contribute in the weeks and months ahead.
If you are a free subscriber, feel free to stay. If you are a paid subscriber, whether monthly or yearly, I will understand if you pull the plug.
Many thoughts are floating around in this gypsy’s head. For the present though, I am going to let the muse have her way, in her good time, with me.
Love,
Carol