I love to write.  I love to share.  The blank page is my canvas, my fingers are the brushes,  and the letters – my paint.  And every person that feels as I feel and finds themselves where I find myself is my audience and at the same time, my muse.  So this year, for my birthday, I decided to give myself this gift.  I’m finally going to do what I and others along the way have been saying I should do;  I’m going to write.  The best that I can and the most that I remember.  Where I’ve been, how it’s changing, and where I’m going.  And the grace I ride on through it all.

I don’t know how well I’ll do it, but at least I’ll be doing it.  Doing what I love while growing and giving.  Any idea shared is increased.  Any burden shared is eased.

I have no clue where it all will lead, if anywhere, but I must put these experiences and inspirations out there; here.  For now.  For myself.  And anyone else that may find their way here.

Let’s just see what happens….