It was a year ago, give or take a day or two, when myself and 17 other writers met at a lake-front lodge for a Writing Wild Retreat. The powerful energy and impact is still with me today.
In one way it feels like yesterday, but with the way the world is now, it feels like it’s been a million years since I’ve sat face to face with a group of writers to talk, laugh, and explore. This whole pandemic thing keeps us distant and remote. You can love Zoom until the cows come home, but let me tell you there’s no comparison to the actual physical meeting with writers, their ideas, and the intense spirit of creativity and spontaneity.
It makes me so sad because the energy you can get from gathering with like-minded people is so exciting and is the biggest thing I’m missing during this difficult time.
Just a year ago we were together–learning from each other, building our social circle, and embracing all things writing.
I am still in touch with the writers. I’ve watched them grow as they continue on their journey of sharing their creative endeavors with the world. I learned a lot that weekend.
I’ve always been a believer of things happening for a reason. That weekend was so special and I met people that I would’ve otherwise missed on this fabulous sojourn through life. Each and everyone of them touched my heart in one way or another. I believe each of them holds a special place–be it long or short– in my life because it’s meant to be.
From the group at the retreat there have been many successes—contests won, courses taken, peer and industry recognition recieved, books published, poems/stories/novels written, homes bought and sold, swimming pools installed, and even one cross-country move. There’s been the uniting of two kindred spirit poets and an ignition of energy to pick up the pen and continue writing. I feel blessed to have been a part of something so special.
It was great weekend and those memories will live long and true.
Now here we are facing the challenge of connecting while trying to social distance and keep the bubble small. It’s a tough one but we must continue to persevere and reach out to stay in touch. I’m only an email away.
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