I have to admit that I really don’t know what is happening to me. I mean I know I’m changing. We’re always changing. This is more like a revelation of purpose. I often question my existence but then get smacked with pain to awaken. The universe is telling me to go right and my brain says go left and insert an injury. I guess I’m about 50% confused as to whether I’m an alien or am I a floating spirit in one of the rings around Saturn? I can tell you that I give up trying to figure out the mystery. I put it all up to fate and I’m going to take a chance proceeding with faith. Faith and action. The willingness to attempt an action with integrity is good enough. I’m not going to nail it every time! I hold myself to such these high standards and expectations that are impossible for me to hit. I’m going to practice being ok with an imperfect me.