Like everything that I once knew about my mind and heart and point of view has shifted with radical force.
Like the world has turned up side down and I wonder not only who I am and how I fit in this new place but also what about the way I always thought the rest of the world worked?
Mostly, deep down in my soul, there is a caged animal roaring to life, an artist being set free for the first time in years, a dreamer reattaching her wings preparing to fly.
And I'm scared.
No really.
I am TRULY scared
of what I SEE with these eyes
and yet
Emily Freeman's words reverberate over and over and over in the recesses of my mind and in the shadows of my heart....
"Are you listening to the Voice of Fear or the Voice of Love?"
And somehow in that question...I truly SEE.
Joining Lisa-Jo over
at The Gypsy Mama
for Five Minute Friday,
where we all just stop,
drop, and write
for 5 minutes flat.
Come join the party!
