It has been over three months since I have visited this space. I have been running away from it, actually. Running away from the work it requires, Running away from knowing that SliceOfFeist is no longer the fusion of a couple’s artwork, Running away from the fact that cooking rarely occurs in my home now, and Running away from how much I love to nurture this space. Each time I have typed something beginning with an “s” into my browser, sliceoffeist.com would pop up, and I would run away. Closing my eyes. Pushing any button to make it disappear. With panic rising in my blood, teeth clenching and heart ache taking over, I would promise myself that this space still patiently waited for me. That I could always return.
I awoke on August 2nd, one year older and absolutely alert. Alert to the choices begging to be made and alert to the bluish fog that had been blurring my vision. So, I had to leave this little space for a wee time to 1. fully launch into my cake business, Slice Of Feist, (located at The Niwot Market!!!), 2. re-charge and re-ignite my creative powers, 3. learn how to do a handstand 4. understand the art of alchemy 4. and walk away from my almost 8 year relationship with the ever lovely and talented Mr Lentz. Yes, it has been quite a ride. And although it has been hard and trying, it has also been a wonderful, empowering and hugely productive ride. Every day I wake up and say “thank you.” My grandmother worked like hell to infuse me with her guts and grace, and I think perhaps she may have succeeded.