Rising Above Myself
Do you ever have those dreams from which you just can't wake up?
I'm having one of those this morning. I am walking around in a true fog. Part of me still remains in that dream. It is one from which I am choosing not to depart - one that I know has things to teach me.
I do not want to divert my thinking from that place lest it disappears forever. So I will share with you this morning something I shared with the Tribe last night (the amazing group of women who have been through the BIG process), part of portrait work.
This is the art:
This is the poem: