In the past week,
I've been thinking about
that I come up to and look over
and then retreat back away from.
Life is continuously filled with these edges.
Thresholds open for the crossing.
Thoughts and ideas and plans and dreams
come right up to
and then back away.
will I ever cross over?
A couple thoughts occurred to me as I was making things
the other day
I started to type up some
What if "one day" was today?
I do believe this will
become part of one large piece
I will make to remind myself
to be all in
to really live.
Putting my work, my pictures, my words out there
has been one flying leap of faith
It still takes courage.
It still opens my eyes to new places to stretch my wings,
to new butterflies flying in my stomach,
to new horizons to journey toward
with no guarantees