I have been in the metaphorical desert, starving emotionally and in my spirit, denying it nourishment. I saw a metaphorical mirage and I am staging myself to it. I can see it in the distance… a waterfall of love and acceptance, pouring into the calm, clear cleansing pool below. The trees, strong and lush, swaying to the rhythm of the winds of change. I’m almost there…

I am giving myself the gift of investing in myself: flossing, moving through the healing of music, dancing, the peaceful strength of yoga, the reconnections with friends that I long for and loving the weird wonderful person that I have always been.

I jumped off the precipice into the abyss!