Tuscan Thursday: where my renaissance begins

Posted by Jennifer Hatt on 2 April 2017 | 11 Comments

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You know those annyoing little barricade graphics that pop up when a website is Under Construction? There's one on my company, my career, my life, orange cones everywhere. Icoudn't be more lost. And I couldn't be happier. There was a time when like a frantic driver late for work I cursed every cone as a delay, an obstacle, and sure-fire sign that the world hates me and you know what, I hate it right back. Now, I'm stopping, breathing, admiring its colour vivid through rain, snow and streaks of grime, marvelling at its posture amid wind, traffic, backhoes and threats.  My life has been shattered, shifted and unearthed; I can rush to restore it, patting down the soil and filling in the cracks so all was as it once was, but I choose to embrace the chaos. I say "Yes!" to the mess, the uncertainty, the delays and diversions, for ultimately, they are the jounrey itself. The path I was on was the diversion, from the dismissed childhood, forgotten ancestors, overwhelming insights and intense feelings that to an awakening body feel like needles rather than tingles. Part of what was forgotten was my call to Renaissance and this week, it came flooding back in brilliant clarity, because a dam of fury melted, one I carried with piercing agony for years. I had no idea, but my body did.

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What I Missed in 24 Hours

Posted by Jennifer Hatt on 23 April 2012 | 1 Comments

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... And how I made peace in my battle of solitude vs. parenthood

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