Begin

(again)...

I've always been the girl to throw myself in and learn later. Skating. Yoga. Business. Marriage. With a sense of 'weeee' (and 'oh shit') I've done it. Again. And again. Maybe I just hope I'll never learn...

<You always learn>

The truth is I spend most of my life feeling ill-prepared. Fraudulent. Mistaking and dancing my way into knowledge. Over it. Around it. Through it...

...until I feel like I am going to throw up from a stomach of reality.

But then I always seem start again.

You might call it resilience. Perseverance. Purpose. Stupidity.

<::Divinity::>

I often think I would have never done things the things I have, if I knew the struggle from the start. If I knew the heartbreak, self-doubt and misunderstandings along the way.

If I knew that the end is often a beginning....

<The couch seems *so* much sweeter>

But then, LOVE calls me again to start. And, I always seem to find myself in the foundations. And all the other bullshit gets rocked away.

Begin
(again)...

There is an elegance to (re)starting with integrity.