Adventure explodes inside me like kernels of joy pop, pop, popping in my heart. If it’s meandering down a worn path home with a slight variation or going a ways away, adventure beckons a sweet awareness to the unexpected life. The beauty and pause that are always there.
And, wrapped up in all that is a wild freedom, a deep loving for my self. A wide open, open wide, wonder-filled newness where everything is possible. Where who I am, who I truly am is being discovered, questioned, answered, accepted all in the blink of a sparkling eye.