I feel the glee of freedom.

This has become my new setpoint.

If I were writing a poem this morning what would I say?

To change it from looking or feeling like the truth.

how many people have wished for a lobotomy? she remembers that.

I felt that same jshucsh….the schoop…pffft…there is no word.

that feeling of the syncing up with something big and something magical

syncing up with self

I asked for the lesson and then I negotiated with it when it arrived

You wouldn’t know how often you cross my mind. 

How I say you were the best, if ever your name comes up.

How I feed the birds and see their intricate beauty and the details of the colours of a Jay

cause of you.

place your awareness and attention on amplifying the love. That’s our assignment. It’s time.

water finds its level

there is peace in that

it’s time to change things up a bit and redefine how things are run

from now on it’s about love - focusing on our likeness, our oneness, and our unity

how about that’s how things are done?

At one time I was a victim. I am not now.

I can look at myself in the mirror and, regardless of the dark circles under my eyes and the spotting of a new wrinkle, I can genuinely look at myself and say, ‘I love you’ when at one time that would’ve been heartbreakingly impossible.

Right now, at this point in human evolution, it looks like we are currently fighting at a developmental stage of toddlerhood and we have the opportunity to level up and shift collectively into emotional maturity. There is no more need to fight. Our choice is to change our lens and our language and apply new and different skills and strategies.

I reconciled all facts and data couched in the best advice from my protectors as to why I ought to play it safe and still, my skin tingled with the waves of knowing my truth. I had to walk away. I had to resign. The truth that was the ultimate in risk, but paradoxically I was the safest in my vulnerability.

Dr. Seuss knew what he was talking about.

'Self care is a luxury' was said on a high school TV series she was watching with her son. In the context of the show this statement was made in relation to Maslow's hierarchy of needs and social determinants of health. If you're a person preoccupied with keeping a roof over your head or accessing potable water, 'self care' is embarrassingly privileged.

There is no going back. The step has been taken. I see I have already made the leap. The pain is my body is catching up?

A work in progress. I am flawed and imperfect. I am meant to listen and to explore with curiosity. My hobby over the past twenty-five years has been the research and practice of how to make the best of this human experience.