On my last day, I felt honored to add my name to the long list of creators and thought leaders who have passed through Mesa Refuge.
We were told we would get more writing done than we anticipated. I didn’t believe it…and then there I was, two days before the end of my residency, with a full first draft of my book.
Mesa Refuge is a sacred writing space. It’s a place of drift, of telling details, on the edge of consciousness and civilization, where my true inner self can emerge.
I wrote at the edge of the restored wetlands of Tomales Bay. Like grief, the terrain was in constant flux.