Mayday, May Day

If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.
-- Anne Bradstreet, 'Meditations Divine and Moral,' 1655


As months often do, the past few have seemed to flown by without a moment to pause and reflect on all that has occurred. The stirrings of change have been coursing through my veins, despite the overall appearance of life as usual. I thought today would be a perfect day to change this, with it being May Day, or Beltane in my ancient Celtic roots, a time for rebirth, a fresh start to life, to have a clean slate.

May is the time of fertility and new beginnings after a long winter. The Faeries are afoot! They dance in the hills and roll in the grass, reveling in the joy of warm May breezes. Our spirits are high with the lust and heartiness of spring. New life is stirring and appetites are keen. -Laurie Cabot, Celebrate the Earth

But I'm somehow still feeling a little slow, a little hesitant to put anything down. And when I finally decided to stop procrastinating and start living, something monumental happened.

So now my stories of being in sight of the Oscar stage firsthand 12 hours after the Academy Awards took place, and being within spitting distance of Kevin Smith, and my very lame attempt at Script Frenzy, just seem, well miniscule. And while they actually were big events in my small world, they can not take precedence over something like this in the big world.

So my life musings will have to wait. The days may be getting longer but hopefully the time between writings will be shorter from here on out.