Why this?

Because I'm re-writing the writing on my walls.

Because I took a plunge, a hard fall and through those, a leap - it was that or drown. Now I'm bobbing up and down in the stream of life instead, looking all around me. It's beautiful here. It's also very immediate. Things taste brighter. The light is so intense that color is more than palette; it's a calliope kaleidoscope beckoning deeper, deeper.

The water is fine. Some places are gasping cold and others balmy. It's not how I thought it would be - it's profusion, sometimes confusion, a cornucopia of being. It can be overwhelming. But every day I float a little farther, reach down deeper - even on days where the surface of the water is troubled.

Gary Craig, founder of Emotional Freedom Technique, talks about the writing on the walls of our mansion, limiting pronouncements we accept and that keep us confined.

I tripped right smack over on some of that; I had some beautiful people help me start healing.

I want to explore with a child's wonder the grand chambers of the palace of my heart.

Contentment, nature, channel, acceptance, understanding.

And this is MY wall :)