It is after midnight and I have been at my computer since early evening, working on a number of website revisions.  This afternoon I arrived home from a quick getaway to Berkeley for an inspring, soulful and very giggly two days with Andrea, one of my creative superhero soulmates.  When I walked through my front door I was ready to plop on the couch with a stack of DVDs for the night, but after a little while – and a few peanut butter chocolate chip cookies – I felt the urge to get some work done.  Being with an inspiring soul who encourages the best in me gave me a burst of energy in an otherwise tired body, and I am slightly astonished I managed to get so much done this evening.

I have much more to write, but since it is nearing one o’clock in the morning and my first workshop series begins tomorrow afternoon, I believe the wise move for me right now is to crawl into bed.  My suitcase has yet to be unpacked, the photos from my journey still need to be uploaded onto my computer.  As always, there are things to do and tasks to accomplish, but for right now I will head to bed, knowing I will probably not be able to dream any kind of dream that is as magical, uplifting and wonderful as my last two days up north.