Thinking back to the times in my life where I've been the most excited and full, I am remembering moments of mindfulness and honest sharing between myself and others. I am fascinated by what you're thinking and what you're feeling right now, whatever it is. I look for opportunities to share in this way in the eyes of people I meet. Sometimes I feel scared, and I hold back sharing my me-ness. Sometimes I share that I am afraid, and my whole world lights up again.
I love music and dancing, and I find my love again in music and dancing. I want to work with people to find their love again. I want to remember what it was like to be a child, and to help other people to remember.
I am interested in new ways of looking at 'old' things. When I see an object, like the 'pen' sitting next to me, not as a 'pen', but as it really is, with all its nicks and scratches, it's unique weight and shine based on the fluorescent lights in the room I find myself if: an entire spectrum of stimuli there for me to access-
This is a very exciting experience for me.
When I'm invited into new perspectives on old things, and I make the leap, I often find myself jump started and jolted alive.
I pursue old and new activities, with my fingers crossed for little sparks.
I am fastidious, organized, and careful, even if it holds me back sometimes =p