I think everything is a beginning or an end and I think an essential part of the spiritual life is understanding that every ending is a beginning also. Rose surely taught me that. She dies, and yet so many things began right after her death – books dedicated to her, a new blog, a new kind of community, new work. Blogs are very poorly named, especially for such potentially powerful things. A blog is a voice, a story, and this one has finally caught up with me and my life, after many different versions, different states of mind.

This blog fits me like a glove. It is not easy to get a blog like that, and I value and appreciate it. It is not easy to get a community like the one that surrounds this blog, and I learned that in recent days when I got more than 4,000 e-mails and more than 500 people so far have bought books in Rosie’s memory. Still getting my head around all of that. I’ll post again later, but I am so happy to see this blog up before Christmas, an affirmation and nourishment for the soul.