The search for the wheel September 2, 2011

It was less than 2 years ago that I pushed a wish out into the universe and casually demanded an answer. It was an entirely selfish and self motivated request, an approach I was not used to, or practiced in. Somewhere in between I got distracted, by life, by love and things of a more impermanent nature. I foolishly thought I was pursuing balance, when in fact I was afraid of what the consequences, power, and scope of what I wished to undertake would bring. I have brought myself halfway around the world and back, emotionally and mentally. But not once have I envisioned what the step between me…and what that would look like. Truth be told, its terrifying, to know what you want for the rest of your life, to hold things in your hand that are tools, or weapons, if used against yourself.