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I used to think that life revolved around love and romance but the realize of it all is that life does revolve around love. Yet it also revolves around art and beauty of the creator. This is the display of imagination beyond all compare. These are the moments that silence us when the darkness holds tightly upon us. And in the moment where we find ourselves wading deep into the ocean, we turn to this grand comforter called God.

In this moment, right now I have experienced so many trials and grand adventures too. In all the greatness I have found one man and one art that I have truly felt some depth with. In those times I have been grateful to have called any man, friend. At least the one time.

So in this relative glimpse of time, I wanted to say the expressions of who I am, are displayed before me. Clearly not all will understand nor will they even try to open the hinged doors. For them, it is a sadness that is placed at their door. To those who have opened the door but have been halted by the darkness I left, I ask you to light a candle and look further. And for those who sped past the darkness and found me sitting in a colorful garden, I welcome you you sit with me. Read with me and speak of your travels. In this moment, I want to hope that many reach this point or even want to try. 

Yet I am not scared that many do not even go passed the darkness. I cannot  expect them to further if they are afraid of what I may carry. 

Even in that one hope they would open the door, walk passed the darkness by lighting a candle, then finding me seated on a stone bench listening, waiting. Ah well I can hope and pray for them. Continue to love them as I should. Find my creative center and uplifting where ever possible. And when the time comes to give an opening statement, I pray that my vibrant aroma of life unfolds the damages that were hidden. Then to be wiped clean of the scarring. That is my hope.

So let me just sit here enjoying the music of  High Strung Free Dance. Enjoying the thoughts of childhood dreams upturned and levels of laughter as I fall into line with some belly dancing moves. Finding myself unwinding to the soothing beats that unravel the tension within. So yes I do dance. I do feel. The garden is well lit and I dance. Do you want to come see?