There was a time when being a published author felt like a secret dream. Something whispered only to myself, in the quiet.
Writing my chapter for Turning Point was one of those pivotal moments where a woman steps across a threshold she didn't know she was standing at. It was vulnerable. Expansive. And perfectly timed by something far greater than me.
My chapter, This Little Light of Mine, weaves a golden thread from childhood to adulthood, a life coming full circle. It speaks of the moment everything changed. And it was in the writing of it that the bees began calling louder. Their whisper became a knowing. That knowing became my path.
What felt edgy then feels like home now. That is what stepping stones do. They become the ground beneath your feet.
I share it here not as a dream achieved, but as a marker on the path. One of many. If you are standing at your own threshold, perhaps something within these pages will meet you there.

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