Divine. That’s what I think about life these days. To me each stage of human life provides such a different perspective. The wonder of childhood begets the awkwardness of teenage angst. The young adult reminds me of a baby colt acting like they have it all figured out, stumbling as they try to walk faster than their legs are ready for. Then the early mother stage…..a litteral force of love that I likened to an ocean wave. I’m fine, I have this…no crap I’m drowning, sucked under again by emotion, by minute details of schedules and playdates, and by the pressure to do this thing right..by the standard of whatever right is supposed to be. Now here I am, middle-aged as some call it. Just as my body starts to droop and change, my mind starts to awaken and become my own again. What do I want? What are my passions? Who knew that indeed I had some….not one, but SOME. Real life is happening to me, no it has always been happening to me, but now I am choosing the ways to face it, to learn from it, to appreciate every dark hole and smallest victory alike. To me, LIVING WELL is to experience not to bury, to seek knowledge, to appreciate, and to pass it on to others. So this is my blog, a combination of a few passions of mine, passed on in hopes of sharing that human connection and living well together.