Z is for Zenith
This blog takes us to the end of the alphabet, the end of this month's blogging from A to Z in April placed in the worldwide web by Arlee Bird and a few other bloggers. Rather that seeing it as an end, I see Z as the high point, a rocky peak, if you will, off which I am about to leap having gathered momentum these 30 days posting about whatever inspires me, tickles me or captivates me.
I am having the time of my life here in South Beach with the Sister Goddesses of MamaGena’s School of the Womanly Arts.
At this very moment, I am sitting on my bed, sand still on the backs of my legs after body surfing. The ride of a wave, the way I loft my body forth in to the momentum of the ocean, or in to the momentum of my life which this daily blogging has caught wind of this April takes courage and a whole lot of joy.
I am willing to be changed by living bigger. I am willing to live my life differently. I am willing to reach out in to the frothy pulse of the Planet and ride.
I am so glad you are here on the ride with me.
All my love and thanks for reading the Laundry Line,