I am wondering tonight, to what do I owe this space, this moment. I have been silent on my blog, finding myself stretched more and more and not being able to scrape enough time together to formulate even a meager post. And then I wonder why that should even matter. I am relishing the sudden burst of good weather, time with my boy. Dreams are still being cogitated, photos still documenting. And a list being made of what is really important to me with what I want to really, really do with my life. I am painfully aware of my fears, of my shortcomings, my weaknesses. Somewhere my strengths lie, waiting to be acknowledged and invited to come out to play. Home life is tumultuous, work life is similar. I have been challenged this week to stand up for myself, all the while feeling out of my body, watching myself speak up and assert, mark my space like an animal, staking out my intellectual territory and justifying decisions made. Transitions, movement, knowing it's all good.