May there be many more days like this, of being visible and feeling ok with it.

Congratulations!

You brought me tears! I can ‘feel’ the magnitude of achievement that this was for you!

I find you’re one of the butterflies in my life (I have several)... you bring me such joy and beauty in watching you grow.

I hate tiny steps, but big plans and dramatic forays have NOT worked. So, I’m adopting the same sort of stance I’ve had about other things:

“This is the direction I want to go…How much can I do before I become uncomfortable?

X amount.

Okay, let’s do that and then we’ll see.”

It’s sort of like a take off in a hot air balloon, very slow very gradual.

With the balloon, by the time it was “too high” and I was uncomfortable, I was too far off the ground to do anything but stay put.

Come to think of it, this whole process is rather like that: the idea of being in a picnic basket held up by hot air was not exactly secure, but I did that too, and I’m not sorry. I don’t know if I’ll ever do it again, but I have watched the sun rise over the Sierra foothills. It was an incredible experience, and I’ll never forget it.

But standing in that overgrown picnic basket was NOT fun!

jkd