The last post

This is going to take you all by surprise---perhaps--what do you expect, it's 2am and I always get a little wacky in the wee hours. But after considering the notion for the past few hours and in fact for a while now, it feels right and necessary. This is the last post at Rock-Paper-Scissors.

Rock-Paper-Scissors has always been a kind of therapy for me--I told it all--the highs, the lows and all the in-betweens. I've always been proud of that even if it wasn't the most popular idea on the web. And if I've inspired a few people out there it's been worth it--and I know I have---you all told me so. I even made a few friends along the way which was really nice. All in all, it's been a really sweet ride that I don't regret. But there comes a time, when one must move on and unfortuanately for me & blogland, shedding a skin here and there just isn't going to work this time. It's time to move on. I'm eager to start living in the real world again and leave this "virtual world" behind--for some reason it just doesn't suit me anymore. I need to put my creative energies to use elsewhere I think. Maybe I'll be back someday, maybe in another form, maybe under another name--I really don't know.

I just know I can't go back to the way it used to be here....it's just not possible. I've changed, and there's no denying that fact.

So, I leave you with my favorite quote of all time which ironically sums it up for me perfectly: an encore if you will...

"I had this mother who used to tell me that I could "start over again and start a new slate."

I think I've learned now that there's no such thing as starting over, just picking up where you left off. The new me will come in the next life.
;-)

When I make a sand sculpture it takes me about ten hours of constant work and attention. People always ask me why I do it since it's going to be swept away by the ocean anyway. The finished piece always represented something I did in the past. Perhaps if it had remained where I left it, and the ocean did not take it away, I would never be inspired to change my perspective and do something different.

Just keep following your heart, everything else will fall into place. Who you are is not a collection of invoices and pictures and images on a computer. It's all impertinent, eh? :-)

*hatu*

I will pick up my life where I left off then, nearly 4 years ago---before all the hard lessons of my life began--most of which I've shared here and deleted here. I don't know where I'll turn up next -- but I do know I've lingered here for far too long already. It's time to say goodbye. I may eventually turn up at the bookstore again, who knows, anything is possible, right? I recently found a manuscript I started and forgot about over a year ago which is a story that might be worth telling. I'm making space for the unknown and the unmanifested to come into my life again by leaving here. I'm really looking forward to it. Life is a grand adventure afterall. I'm forever grateful to all who came here and found something worth spending life's precious moments on--and perhaps left me a comment or two or three or four. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

So like the ocean that took Johnny's wonderful sandcastles away, (that I regret I never got to see), I must take my words away, to see what I might come up with next---I need to feel inspired again, I need to change my perspective and perhaps do something different....after all, who I am is certainly not a collection of pictures and images and jargon on a computer screen--right Johnny?!

;-)

You can bet I'll just be following my heart. It's what I do best these days.

*hugs across the universe*