image taken at Gilmore Car Museum at Hickory Corners
After so many paralyzing ruminations, yet
Before being able to talk myself out of action
Came the revelation that I can
Do whatever I choose as a path on this
Earth. That well-worn, logical options aren’t always the best.
Fear, the consummate servant of the psyche
Grasps me by the throat, and says, “obey.”
Historically chained to the brainwashing of
Judicial rulings, but
Knowing deep within my soul, and by
Listening to the Howls of Wolf Mothers,
My heart drew a line in the sand and said, “enough.”
Now is the adventure ahead, to throw this, that, and the
Other into the trunk and drive.
Please don’t ask me where I’m going.
Questions these days don’t have answers.
Rest easy though. I will be safe.
Safer than safe.
The Mysterious Mother is giving me her
Veils shall be lifted.
Wonders shall appear.
Xtreme acts shall – and shall not – follow.
You will see me on the flip side. You will see.
Zumba Zumba cha cha cha.