Leap!

Image Courtesy of Dan/freedigitalphotos.net

It’s time.

The first sentence is always the hardest. Whether we’re procrastinating, uncertain or just feeling lazy—I always find those first few words to be the most daunting.

But it’s not like there’s nothing to say.  So the question is—will I finally leap and write that first sentence anyway?

I’m finding myself pulled to act on behalf of my intuition. This gut feeling--it’s a deep, soulful and spirited energy, and it’s buzzing loudly. Something inside just won't sit still, as if there's a big-something-or-other out there, calling to me, telling me it's time to begin a new journey. (Where?) It’s not unlike other times in my life: applying for grad school, deciding on a trip to India, opting to take a chance on love. But it feels different these days. I’m inclined to think less about how to make decisions, and instead focus more on feeling out ideas and choices. What am I being pulled towards? What is my intuition saying? Do I have the chutzpah to trust (me)?

And man, is she (Intuition) talking loudly. So loud, in fact, that the other night I had a dream that she was screaming at me—wide mouth, pink throated, uvula and all. “LISTEN TO ME!” she yelled over and over. She swirled around like a cartoon going down a drain until she sped up so fast she just flew off the screen. And since that night, I can’t get it out of my head. That screaming and swirling and spinning. "INTUITION! LISTEN!! LISTEN!"

But it wasn't just a dream. It's now.

So… Here I am. I can’t tell you with the utmost certainty that I know what I’m doing here.  Except feeling it out. Listening. And what do I hear? She’s telling me to write. Then create. Then be in my body. Act. Go. Do. Be. Believe! But not necessarily in that order.

And so there it is. My first sentence and first post: complete. Stay tuned, as I have no idea of what is to come (but don’t worry, she does).