On the cusp of greatness

Thursday night/Friday morning. Do you ever have moments of quiet when you look around your life and get that tingling feeling all over as though something important was about to happen? So much uncertainty, physical deterioration, stress, and yet. And yet that stirring inside me is still there, insistent. No, not a transformation this time, but something more fierce yet tender at the same time. All of the realizations and observations of the last few years coming together, jumbled for now but starting to form pictures. Pictures I want to see.

I don't know where we're going but I promise that the postcards will be glorious!