My secret wish . . .

I haven't told you yet about my secret wish,

the very thing i am quietly, creeping towards, have i?

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It is almost as if, by whispering these words out loud,

i will let my dream escape & fly away.

But i am going to be brave, i shall tell you!

I dream of a day when, in the not so distant future,

i can give up my "day job" & move full time to a life filled

with making & painting, story telling & creating.

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The world of my childhood, that i put down somewhere & lost

so very long ago, the world filled with

goodness, myth & legend, magical things & happy endings.

faeries & gypsies, fantastic creatures & shining knights,

dragons & mermaids, the world of my imagination.

* *

After 26 long years,

for that's how long ago it is since i last painted,

i hope i have the courage to take that step.

I want to paint & sketch & give life to my world again,

those scribbled characters above,

locked in my sketchbooks for too many years.

I think i should open the pages and let them out. . . ..

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What is right for one soul may not be right for another.

It may mean having to stand on your own

and do something strange in the eyes of others.

But do not be daunted,

do whatever it is because you know within it is right for you.

Eileen Caddy

It is such a goods feeling to be going home. . .