Every journey begins with a single step...

...and this is my first step. Life is a journey. We have all heard that before. It what we do with our individual journeys, our travels through time, that makes us unique. I'm an artist. I'm also a poet. For many years I did not believe that I was either of these things. I allowed others to tell me who I was and what I should be doing. Allowing others to manage your life is sometimes easier than doing it yourself. Trouble is they tend to mold you into their own image. For a free spirit like me, this can be dreadful or worse.

For years now I have traveled the path that others wished me to travel. Along the way I finally discovered myself. I feel like a child who is waiting, rather impatiently, for her fairy godmother to tell her it is okay to jump. I would not be honest if I did not admit that I am afraid. Yet there is peace in my heart because here, now, in this place of magical beginnings, it is finally time. It is time to move forward. I know that whatever the future holds and wherever this creative journey takes me, it will be worth the trip.

Dedication:

For T: Who taught me to live
For E: Who taught me to see
For G: Who taught me when to believe

And finally...

For H and K: Who taught me to be myself.

Thank you gentlemen.