Today, as I write this, I have butterflies in my stomach and a queasiness akin to stage fright, which means it must be important to share. I feel like am walking out along the edge, but I think the edge is where I live now. The edge… it is scary, vast and incredibly beautiful. But living along the edge gives me the opportunity to have enormous views of beauty and reality. I’m ignoring my fear as I step into the vastness.
I have been feeling this overwhelming need {and want} to let go. I need to let go of so many many things and yet I can’t seem to truly let go. These thoughts{boxes in my minds closet that need to be taken out to the edge and released} certain ideas I keep about myself as an artist, and a mother, stories and people that I keep alive in my head I need to let them just fade, fall away and become the past. I need to toss them all out over the edge and watch them silently fall in to the dark below. I know that when I finally do, that when I finally let go of the need to let go that is when I will truly be able to toss all these items.

I know this is all a process. But the inpatient little girl in me is having a hard time lying back and enjoying the ride right now. And I know the more I embrace that little girl the more we will both enjoy the ride!!!
Hugs to myself and to you too!!