Contemplating today (when not on a delightful snowshoe on the Awesome Trail with Simon and puppies).

My friends and I have been talking about our words for 2018. What do they mean to us? One of us asked – opened a good thought-provoking conversation.

Shine!

Inspired by the essay that started with:

“Unfuck yourself. Be who you were before all that stuff happened that dimmed your fucking shine.” On my friend’s poster, it continues with, “And no one is you and that is your power.”

So shine means a lot – it means power. It means ferocity. It means bare, naked truth – and it profoundly means vulnerability. Nothing in the world is more vulnerable than being yourself with no masks or barriers or prevarication. Vulnerable means being willing to be hurt. But it also means power because the real power is in being bare naked you.

And that’s shine.

So here’s my challenge – finding who I was before I lost it. I look back – look deep – who was I? When did I lose it? Or, at the very least, when did it dim? I don’t know yet. I have not yet found that fierce and fearless little girl who shone as bright as the stardust she is made of.

She’s there. I just have to dig.