This is big. I can feel it welling up in my chest, ready to break through. I sit still sometimes and just let it pulse. Other times, I blast the music and dance and leap through the kitchen until I am laughing at my own inability to keep the energy from overwhelming me.
I keep wondering how long I can keep it at bay until I figure it out. Name it. Tag it and bag it.
Will it lead me to a new city? Will it break my heart as to let it grow?
I figure it must be a job. Well, not just a job- but a career that will allow my passions and talents to cohabitate in blissful and synergistic prose. Prose that inspires, motivates and actuates into action that brings about needed change, growth, and rejuvenation.
Then I find myself shaking my head and chuckling at my dramatic musings.
And yet…my soul is awakening.
