This week a question surfaced again as a reminder: “What makes you unique?”

The answer would be: passionate about flipping everything upside down an inside out. Which, as a youth, could be interpreted as rebellion. If it were to be embraced and absolute it would be a quality which, when in cooperation with that which helps all thrive, would be a trait which gives one purpose.

A purpose not encumbered by societal rules or cultural shackles.

But a purpose the equivalent of wings.

Wings to make choices in alignment with the source.

To let go of the me/we syndrome and embrace an essence of previously unknown.

The unknown and undefined.

The undefined space between the known particles.

Particles of existence tainted with judgement and disarray.

An array of brilliance reached with trust.

Trust that there is and always will be nothing to fear.