Beginnings aren't usually new, they don't start when we think they did.
~ not when staring at an empty plate, looking up from the bottom of a barrel or when we feel back into a horribly uncomfortable corner.
Starting over, again, and again ~ taking a leap from the middle of the air to some other place in the middle of the air ...
In our narrative, in our self-talk moments of questioning what we’re doing: …
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