So very tired, she felt almost a GHOST of herself, uncertain if she could step up tomorrow. What would it take to EQUIP herself for this challenge? She picked up the knife, pressed it into the soft, VEINY blue cheese. It was her favorite, a Roquefort, salty on the tongue. Spreading it on a crusty piece of bread, she reflected on the moment. She felt as if she was both inside and outside this new role, an adult stepping into responsibilities, setting up twin perspectives that VINED in and out of her awareness. For sure, a part of her wished for care-free youth, when the only part to play was that of a sassy VIXEN. But, that state of freedom was an illusion. Life had become so much richer now that she had deep connections to family and community.

Georg’ann