Going first can be intimidating.  There is no path tread before you to follow.  No road maps.  No guides.  Just you and a wide open space.  You could get lost out there, in the unknown.  But maybe getting lost is the gateway to finding yourself.  And when rediscovered, you look around and realize you know exactly where you are.  You see the trees you've planted and the structures you've built along the way.  You look back and see the road you weren't conscious you were creating.  And then you understand that you are already there...because there is really nothing more than here.  And we all know that it's about the journey and not the destination.

Everyday I've sat with how to begin this blog.  It's been plaguing me.  My Virgo mind has been spinning to develop the perfect post, to come up with the right beginning. But I kept finding myself coming back to something a wise woman and friend, Lynn Serafinn, once told me..."Ready, Fire, Aim".  Too often, I spend so much time aiming for the perfect shot that I lose the opportunity for the kill altogether (metaphorically speaking of course).  So here I am, with my scattered landscape, my trails leading into the unknown, and my bow and arrow.  I am going to start shooting.  Sooner or later I might hit the mark.  Correction.  I will hit the mark.  Then I will blaze a new trail, get lost, and rediscover myself all over again.