In what distant deeps or skies,
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
~William Blake
I miss this fiery lass in my life - her confidence, outspokenness, and insatiable hunger and joy for life. Of course I don't miss her carelessness or the intoxication that clouds her clarity, but her enthusiasm I still long for. She used to be such a huge part of me when I was a young adult; now I seem to stick mostly with what is practical and prudent. But gosh darn it, she was fun... I wonder if part of what dampened her fire was simply fear or just the trudge of daily life. However, loss is going to be a part of my life regardless if I jump in with both feet or not. Perhaps I can still jump in with a parachute wearing a fireproof suit and a float around my waist. The Wisdom Keeper of Expansion speaks these words: "It's time to move beyond your comfort zone. If you've been holding tightly to an opinion, identity, vision or world view, it's time to let go. In the end, all that matters is expansion through the heart." Somewhere inside my inner Page of Wands is laughing gleefully.
