I gave a false impression in my Spring Equinox newsletter that I’d like to rectify. The post began with, “I gave up on my play.” I neglected to mention that by the time I’d published that missive, I was already back to work on Triage. Because I will never give up on it. Never say never?

Yesterday, when I had decided to give up the play—let it go, it’s hopeless—I took a breath and opened up to what might come instead. It seemed appropriate because it was early morning and still dark out, and I was supposed to be meditating.