by Brenda Rush It began as a feeling, a soft wordless whisper that grew into an insistent urging. Finally, a relentless nudge propelled me. I began searching online for answers to a question for which I only had a few words. Over time, those keywords took me to retreat sites. Unfortunately, most retreats have only
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Swimming in the Ocean – Brenda Rush On Being a Writer
I sat on a bench with Brenda Rush one beautiful morning at Women At Woodstock last October and listened to her explore the possibilities of life as a writer. It was one of those suspended days: balmy, a slow breeze, blue sky. Is it spring? Is it fall? In what I have come to know as