This morning as I look out my window there is a humming bird sitting on a tiny branch of a huge pine tree. Humming birds always remind me of Angels and family members on the other side of the veil. It's also bringing to mind a poem I once wrote:

If I were a bird...

If I were a bird I would sit perched
at the top of the highest tree,
singing the praises of Life itself
for all of my friends to see.

Sometimes I would fly to the window
of one of my favorite souls,
I would say, "Please don't forget me"
I would say, "We don't ever get old."

I would fly so high that I reached the sky
forgetting to ever come down,
and when I remembered, I'd soar to the ground
reminding the world of heaven.

If I were a bird, I would chirp, chirp, chirp
and know that I'm never too loud
I would sit perched at the top of a tree
being me, ever so proud.

Each of us has specific risks we need to take to grow. Often I find these risks to be emotional in nature. Just expressing yourself - your true feelings, thoughts and desires can be terrifying. Emotions carry energy however, and left unexpressed the energy turns against us causing what a friend of mine calls a "slow and tragic death."

There is no way around taking these risks. The level of fear you feel corresponds to the amount of healing and growth you will experience as a result of moving through it. There is nothing to lose, except fear, and everything to gain - your life, passion and essence.

Be brave my sweet!

Two days ago I completed my manuscript and mailed it to an agent in California. I've been aimlessly wandering every since. You would think that I'd be relieved, instead I'm experience what feels like empty nest syndrome.

Our creations are our babies. Every morning I would wake up and passionately put my thoughts, and the thoughts of the universe, on paper. While doing so I was nourished and energized.

As I let go of my manuscript, there is a void inside. I intend to settle into the void rather than, say, start another book...

I came across a black and white picture of a woman snowskiing in the 60's.

Below is this quote: "When you die God and the angels will hold you accountable for all the pleasures you were allowed in life that you denied yourself."

Last night I went to a yoga class taught by a man named Bear - He's from Alaska...

A series of synchronistic events lead me to his class - a class different from the type of yoga I've been doing for nearly a decade.

Bear is an archetypal yogi - his life is his practice. During class he says things like, "It takes discipline to be a free spirit."

At the end of class he was talking about life and value. In essence saying that life is life, the form changes but the value remains the same. I felt a surge of emotion move through my body. The truth does that.

It was so nourishing to hear and feel spiritual truth as I strengthened my body. If you're into yoga or have ever wanted to try it, you may want to check out this class - www.bearyoga.com.

Namaste