You feel the passions of an awakening soul when…
Life slaps you heartily in the face with a wet sponge...
And you just
Blink
In awe

WHEN:
*The jeans you were going to wear today…again…are discarded and you choose a long, floating black skirt…
OR
*The T-shirt…unironed…that usually gets thrown on in haste…is rejected for a long-sleeved, black, silken shirt…
You can FEEL the difference!!!

*Someone tells you…
"For f* sake…We had a great time yesterday!
We hit 200!
F* hell!
Not too many people have done that on the back of a bike!
Ya burnt ya f* boots!
We boiled!
A bloke congratulates us!
Now how about that!!!"
And you don’t mind the swearing at all!!

*Each time you see the words "I need your magic" you weep…

*You SHOULD be dancing with shopping trolleys, but want to dance with dreams…

*Taking the chains away from a secure emotional journey is breath-taking…

*Your struggle to find a new life is beyond Plan B…and still going!!
And you STILL look forward to getting "The Age" next Saturday…

*As you write, you feel the blood of your soul slowly dripping through your finger tips…
And you feel cleansed...

*Memories live sweetly in your today…

*The words of wise Leunig…

"I want to go to curly beach
And ride the curly sea
And paddle out beyond the reach
Of those who’d straighten me.
I’ll take a little curly shell
And hold it to my ear
And when I hear the distant swell
The gentle distant magic bell
I’ll know the coast is clear."

Stir up a knowing chuckle from the deep…