packing for Squam Art Workshops, land of purple scarves and pretty shoes

For a fifth year in a row, I'm off to play in the woods of New Hampshire for five glorious days.

In March 2008, the eve of my birthday, I voiced a plea to the Universe, for creative community:

"Lately I've been craving a creative community and today, I put this craving out to the Universe. I'm not sure how and I'm not sure in what form, but when it manifests itself, whether with a bang or through a series of quiet opportunities over time, I will know."

In September 2008, coffee mug, road maps and courage in hand, I drove to the inaugural Squam Art Workshops.

Life hasn't been the same since.

The moral of this story: Don't be afraid to ask for what you need. The Universe is only waiting to provide - and more.

I leave tomorrow morning. I'll see you on the flip side...