One day she . . .

In the past week,

I've been thinking about

the

edges.

The boundaries

that I come up to and look over

and then retreat back away from.

Life is continuously filled with these edges.

Doorways.

Thresholds open for the crossing.

Thoughts and ideas and plans and dreams

that

I

come right up to

and then back away.

And wonder

will I ever cross over?

A couple thoughts occurred to me as I was making things

the other day

and

I started to type up some

"One day"

statements.

What if "one day" was today?

I do believe this will

become part of one large piece

I will make to remind myself

to decide

to believe

to trust

to press

to cross

to be all in

to risk

to really live.

Putting my work, my pictures, my words out there

has been one flying leap of faith

after another.

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

but lots

of

possibilities.