this piece i am calling 'born of the sun'.
i am thinking about who i really am.
who i REALLY am ...
not the person i thought i was molded to be in my upbringing
or the person i think i am as a result of choices i've made
but who i REALLY am
underneath it all ...

reading 'women who run with the wolves'

These days I'm thinking alot about what it means to believe, to be, and to begin again. After a good solid year of some serious soul-divings born of a big fat flying leap of faith, I'm facing the possibility of re-entering the line of work I consciously chose to leave so that I could follow my 'purpose/calling/mission/true longing' etc etc etc.