Noticing
A sparkly thin space that appears out of nowhere
Not all are able to see
Many will simply walk by
One must be paying close attention

Curiosity 
A spirit still alive in some, 
Lying dormant in others,
waiting for their moment to wake from a long slumber
Where do the awake and alive get to gather?

To Gather = Together
Speaking of things that sound like gibberish
Spirit this, curious that, the world in birthing pains to a new generation
The only way through is through
Some will turn back, pretend this was all a dream
Wrapped up in a denial blanket, deliciousness on the edge of smothering

Those that choose to bravely venture forward 
Choose to do so with the knowing that we don’t actually know a thing
Trusting that we have all we need for this journey
Into new places
New realms
New possibilities 

Yes, it requires a dying of the old,
But the new is just too juicy to ignore any longer

We’ll all go into these places at different times and at different rates of speed
Our destination is one of Opening,
Love,
Joy, 
Acceptance,
Belonging

Inhale, exhale, all are invited here

Will you dare to take the first unknown step?

>I submitted this piece of writing from a prompt on the word Portal to the Animas institute, a first for me! Check out their work at https://www.animas.org

Natalie asked me the other day, “mom, are you a writer?“ to which I asked what qualifies as a writer to her. She said writing something everyday, which yes I do, notebooks full actually. So here I am, I’m a writer.