No Turning Back

Free this morning. Free and strong. A nice change of pace. I've been feeling disconnected—almost as if I might float away. A lone balloon getting smaller and smaller—not that anyone is watching.
Today I sense my place and am more comfortable resting in it. Lots of work to do. But I accept it. So it's lonely for a while. Danger accompanies all new ventures. Risk goes with the territory. I have chosen a difficult road, and I will not turn back.