So now I have this web log. And my life is moving so quickly that I can't slow down enough to capture it in words. And my inner world is doing slow time in non-verbal land. And, and, and.

And I am looking at a plant I've kept alive and healthy (now thriving) for more than two years--a personal best. And I have a mug in the window with three jade plant pieces that are rooting to beat the band. And there is so much Life around me that I feel like a mushroom-munching Alice. I'm big, I'm small, my neck is stuck way out, and I'm too large for comfort. I'm drinking ginger tea and feeling the teasing pre-Autumn atmospheric snap that calls for gulps of animate air and long rambling walks; fires in the fireplace and a warm snoozing puggy dog between my feet on the recliner.

Some look to Summer to wake and envigorate them. I look to Autumn for my assurrance that life continues, peace is possible, growth is unavoidable, and love abounds.

The things I hold as precious goals are like the stop-to-get-gas-and-pick-up-a-bottle-of-water-for-the-road pit stops preceding a major jaunt. Lap Band Surgery and a purchased home in the mountains. Either could be an end in itself. For me, they are only the beginning.

Where is it all headed? Where am I headed? Will I know when I've arrived?

Energy, energy, energy. Needs a voice. Will I lend it mine?

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