belief
I said once in my journal that one of my life goals was to believe in fairies until the day I die.
It's not that I believe life is all sweetness and light, or that magic is abundant (in fact, I think it's rather limping along in a way).
It's that I wanted to be sure I kept my wonder and joy and creativity and balance and belief and hope alive for as many years as my body exists.
So I'm attempting to renew my promise to myself and re-embrace my inner artist to balance out the scientist-philosopher who has had center stage these last few years.
Hence the poem I posted, and the notebook I take to work now with ideas and sketches of a couple art dolls I envision as well as other poems in progress.
A sincere thank you to the friends on my LiveJournal (both old and new) who take the time to see beauty and strangeness and light and dark in the world and reflect it back to others.