My goal is to put myself out there. (this is not easy)
My longing to connect and play - to dance through ideas with you, and to find home and space at the end of the day, to take rest knowing something has happened that meant I was alive and in the company of my peers and people who make sense and love in easy, natural, splendid ways - this longing is magnificent. maddening. I perseverate nightly on the need to make good. I fear more than anything the blanket, "Chaos", covering my head in doubt that there is meaning at all in this act of living...
But here I am. Sounding out! Cave, my madness, I bellow and wail in visceral freedom and joy! I send echo and energy out to reach for the vast something out there I can only describe as
Free to Dream; Bound to Act,